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Here’s a complete list of everyone’s creations for the Hunter’s Moon Creation Exchange. There’s a variety of rating, pairings, and tropes, but guaranteed they were ALL made with love. Check out the collection here or look through the individual creations below.

Bright Lights by @brightasstars

Malec | Mature Summary: After years of searching for the one who could love him unconditionally, heart and soul, Magnus has retreated himself into his shell, scared and lost. The will and the need to help a little boy who is the only witness of a brutal crime leads him unexpectedly to meet Alec, a young man who's past life has forced to grow up quicker and wiser, and...unbelievably kind. Magnus walks into Alec's life as if he had always been there, and Alec welcomes him as if his heart was a home built just for him. Alec knows and Magnus knows, but...will they? Tags: Silver fox Magnus Bane; Younger Alec Lightwood; Alternate Universe - Human; Emotional Hurt/Comfort; background crime scene; Protective Alec Lightwood; Happy Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood; Falling In Love; Strangers to Lovers; Healing; overcoming fears and insecurities; Light Angst; People Change People

A hey tipped in Gold by @highfunctioningdragonslayer

Malec | Explicit Summary: In a world where everyone has a soulmate, Alec lightwood has the worst luck EVER, he didn't even realize when he met his soulmate. CURSE HIS FATE. On top of that...he meets a guy. He meets a guy from Edom OF ALL PLACES, he's the prince for god's sake, he can't fall for some trader from Edom...Can he? And Magnus, oh Magnus... has a secret. but he chooses to ignore his mission to chase a hazel-eyed dove. The question is..is it worth it? is the promise of love enough for him to forget the pain of heartbreak? Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Wingfic, Fluff, alec is a gentleman, Magnus Bane Deserves Nice Things, Alec Lightwood Deserves Nice Things, A Splash of Pining, some og characters, Innocent Alec Lightwood, sibling dynamics, cute cute cute, Emotions, cat and izzy are wise souls, Smut, we cant not have smut, did i say Emotions, and courting, Anal Sex

Don’t Overthink by @cloudburst-ink

Malec | Explicit Fanart Summary: Explicit fanart for ColorfulWarlock's fic, "Don't flirt with me (I'm working, dammit)" Tags: Prison AU, Blowjob, Smut

ISABELLE by @miss-shiva-adler

Raphael/Izzy | Teen Summary: He has feelings for her. He is unable to describe it, unable to put it in plain words. But her name is always on his mind, especially when they are apart Tags: Aromantic Asexual Raphael Santiago, Mention of addiction, Addiction Withdrawal symptoms, Feelings of guilt, heartbreaks, Missing Scene, Canon Divergence, Hopeful endings, open endings, Mention of Blood Drinking

The Sixth Love Language by @polarnacht1

Malace | Explicit Summary: Jace meets Alec and Magnus at their bar Pandemonium, realizing astonished that they are not what they pretend to be: They are not regular humans but Vampires. Jace feels instantly drawn to their world full of shadows and blood - and them. They spend a hot night together that could be the beginning of more, if not Alec’s last words to Jace were ones that make Jace forget the night, Vampires, and them… A story about falling in love - or avoiding it - in the crossfire of Shadow World politics and a Vampire clan war. Tags: Alternate Universe, Vampire Alec Lightwood, Vampire Magnus Bane, Mundane Jace Wayland, reverse fic, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood Drinking, Blood Kink, Vampire Sex, Vampire Bites, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Threesome - M/M/M, Polyamory, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Torture, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Falling In Love, Happy Ending, Mind Manipulation

Where First Kisses Grow Cold by @jesssssah

Jalec/Jangus | Explicit Summary: Jace never expected Alec’s death would lead him to any kind of comfort. Diverting from S1 Ep04, the scene in which Magnus and Alec first meet but imagining that Jace is there too and that Alec doesn’t save anybody. Tags: MCD, graphic depictions of violence, canon-divergence au, blood and gore, angst, hurt/comfort, first kiss, necrophilic kiss, repressed_bisexual!Jace, sad

A Bond’s Journey by @antisocial-af

Malec | Teen Summary: A look into Magnus' and Alec's journey through courtings and talks of immortality. Omegaverse. Tags: Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Warnings in Chapters are Important, Downworlder Politics, Shadow World Council, Matching Party, Courting, Texting, New York Shadow World Institute, Slight Angst, Fluff, Happy Ending, Alpha Magnus Bane, Omega Alec Lightwood, Background Simon Lewis/Raphael Santiago, Alpha Raphael Santiago, Omega Simon Lewis, Protective Magnus Bane, Insecure Alec Lightwood, Consent is Sexy, No Smut, SFW, Tiny Alexander, Immortal Husbands Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Bonding Ceremony

Make A Wish by @sivan325

Malec | General Summary: Max loses his first tooth, and his dads suggested to put the tooth under the pillow. Tags: alternative universe, Tooth Fairies, Wishes, Fic Exchange, Fluff SO MUCH FLUFF, Cute

How am I supposed to pretend? by @finditagain24

Jimon | Mature Summary:He’s wracked his brain to try to understand the shifts in Jace’s behavior lately: from the soft touches to the casual kisses and now asking him to meet his parents. There’s only one possible explanation. “How do you know when someone is trying to make you their boyfriend?” Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University; Friends With Benefits; Friends to Lovers to Morons; Friends to Lovers; Frottage; Unreliable Narrator; Hence the moron; Alternate Universe - Human; Gratuitous bottle episode

Fallen (for you) by @killynxgames

Malec | Explicit Summary: Alec’s eyes closed, the simple movement slow and calculated. When he opened them again, his eyes had changed. Where before they were a beautiful clear hazel, they were now all black; no hazel, no white, just inky blackness from corner to corner. Magnus’s face paled instantly at the sight, fear rising in his gut. Demon. “W-wait. What did you do to the Lightwood boy? Is he-is he dead?” Magnus asked, fearing for the confident, sexy event planner he had met earlier that evening at the Institute party. “There has never been another Alec Lightwood." Magnus let the implications of that statement sink in. Demons had been eradicated from this realm centuries ago. If this one had survived, living and blending in among mortals... Tags: Bondage Panty Kink Rough Sex Rimming Top Alec Lightwood Bottom Magnus Bane Alternate Universe - This World Inverted (Shadowhunters TV) Minor Character Death Cock Piercing Happy Ending Anal Sex Nipple Clamps Biting Hair-pulling Vibrators Multiple Orgasms Forced Orgasm Spreader Bars Demon Alec Lightwood Warlock Magnus BaneCome Eating Come Sharing Facials Barebacking Manhandling Magnus is very bendy

I Love The Way You Make Me Hurt by Nadja_lee

Malec | Explicit Summary: Magnus had never wanted Alec to see this side of him; the side that wanted to make the Nephilim kneel for him and mark him up as his. He panics when he wakes up and discover how rough he got with Alec the night before. However, Alec quickly assures him that he wants and needs to give his surrender and wear the Warlock’s marks just as much as Magnus wants him to. A story of accepting your own needs, your partner’s needs and the many nuances of love. Basically, the most fluffy and emotional smut fic I’ve ever done. Tags: Dom Magnus Bane, Sub Alec Lightwood, Kink Negotiation, Light Dom/sub, Dom/sub Undertones,Understanding Magnus Bane, Breathplay, Rough Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Happy Ending, Insecure Magnus Bane, Supportive Alec Lightwood, Fluff, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Smut, Oral Sex, Love, Angst, Possessive Magnus Bane, Protective Magnus Bane, Romantic Fluff, Power Bottom Alec Lightwood, Top Magnus Bane, Bottom Alec Lightwood

All In The Name Of Love by @high-warlock-of-brooklyn

Jem Carstairs/Tessa Gray/Will Herondale | General Summary: In a world where the first touch with your soulmate gives you visions, Jem Carstairs, a barista in Idris Cafe, refuses to let the universe dictate his love, opting for a love of his own choosing, while he harbors a crush on Will Herondale, a regular of his. Things take an exciting turn after a brunette with a smile that can win the world, steps into their lives. Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - Human, Light Angst, Will is a dork, Tessa is another slightly lesser dork, Jem is an angel as usual, OT3, soulmate angst, Happy Ending, Church the Cat, Is the real MVP, i said what i said, Sophie is another angel, Who is Raziel I only know two(2) Angels, Jessamine is a good friend, Friendship, The many nicknames of Jem Carstairs, Author loves and misses their ot3 very much, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Chosen Soulmates

out of this cavern by @linkscap

Malec | General Summary: Alec will laugh about this one day. Maybe. The thing is, at the moment, it’s the furthest thing from funny. OR: Alec and Magnus each get kidnapped by the Seelie Queen and held in her realm until they make a startling discovery. Tags: Soulmates, Kidnapping, seelie realm

Stuck On You by @the-ghost-of-william-herondale

Malec | Mature Summary: Magnus and Alec have an established soulbond, one that links them via magical sticky notes. Who would have guessed that this soulbond would one day save Alec's life? Though not, of course, without some trials and tribulations, first. Tags:Established Relationship, Husbands, Whump, Injured Alec Lightwood, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Bond: Sticky Notes, Post-it Notes, Major Character Injury, Blood and Injury, Hurt Alec Lightwood, hints of malace, blink and you'll miss them

Won't You Be Mine? by @PhoenixStar73

Malec | Teen Summary:Magnus Bane, gorgeous guy of the popular crowd in high school, is trying to discourage any unwanted paramour. Magnus happens to run into fellow student, Alec Lightwood, who helps him to do so. As they get to know one another, Magnus talks about his problem again, and Alec inadvertently gives him the perfect solution to keep the guy away -- for them to be fake boyfriends. But before long, it starts to work a little too well.... Tags: High school AU, Human AU, Fake/Pretend Relationship

The Perks of Kylo Ren by @icymalec

Malec | Explicit Summary: All human AU. It’s Simon’s birthday and he is throwing a Star Wars themed party at Pandemonium- even the staff have agreed to dress up. Begrudgingly Alec attends, little did he know that the party would have a happy ending. Tags:AU, Human, Simon's Birthday, Star Wars, party, malec, first meeting, Smut, Office Sex, Anal Sex

A Change of Perspective by @forensicsisabelle

Malec | Teen Summary:Magnus hates the Lightwoods, including the kids who get everything they want. So how, exactly, does he wind up as Alec Lightwood's pretend date to a family party? Tags:Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Enemies to Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Homophobia, Bad Parent Robert Lightwood, Bad Parent Maryse Lightwood, Hunter's Moon Discord's Gift Exchange

about colors and animal puns for names (or not so much) by @thelightofthebane

Malec | Teen Summary: Alec has barely left his office when he heard the trumpet of an elephant followed by the roar of a lion. Seconds later, a laugh from some hyena. He groaned. The new recruits were too damn loud. OR, A soulmate x omegaverse fusion nobody expected. Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Beta, Beta Alec Lightwood, Alpha Magnus Bane, Discrimination Against Betas, Alec is a good leader and says Soulmate rights, Magnus is a good alpha, True Mates, Romantic Soulmates, Fluff, Background RJS, Background Melibelle, Background Claia, soul animals, Animula

Kiss Me Today (and everyday after) by @tobythewise

Malec | Explicit Summary: Five times Magnus almost kisses Alec and the one time he does. OR A Malec royalty arranged marriage where Magnus holds himself back until Alec doesn't let him. Tags:Royalty, Arranged Marriage, 5+1, Dom/Sub, Dom Magnus, Sub Alec, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Bottom Alec

Love came knocking (at the door) by @fanfic-fugue

Malec | Teen Summary: Nothing exciting happens in the small town of Brocelind Plains. At least it didn't, until Alec Lightwood moves in next door, and Magnus' whole world is disrupted. It's up to him to decide if change is a good thing. Tags: Alternate Universe - SoulmatesSoulmate-Identifying Marks Alternate Universe - Small Town Alternate Universe - Human Teacher Magnus Bane Teacher Alec Lightwood Lawyer Alec Lightwood Enemies to Lovers Enemies to Friends to Lovers Alternate Universe - Neighbors Slow Burn

Between the Lines by @bidnezz

Malec | Explicit Summary: Alec has always been supportive of Magnus, even when his estranged father asks for Magnus and his boyfriend to come visit him for the week in his mansion to reconnect. Or, he would be supportive if Magnus did have a boyfriend... but he doesn’t. Only Asmodeus seems to be under the impression that Alec is his boyfriend, and Magnus doesn’t have the heart to correct him. It would be fine, totally fine, if Alec wasn’t already 100% in love with his best friend. Tags: Human AU, Romance, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Pining, Lack of Communication, Rich Asmo Daddy, Best Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, Sharing a Bed, First Time, Explicit Sexual Content

The Power Of Fiction by @jesseywoodhunter

Jimon | Teen Summary: Simon is fed up! With work, with people, with coworkers that have too many dogs. Most of all, he is fed up with his boss. Simon has been rebuffing Jace's flirtations at work for a while now. The guy is his boss after all and professionalism is a thing, not that Jace would know anything about that. Plus, it doesn't help that the guy is 100% annoying, 100% of the time. Simon does have one escape: Writing Fanfiction. See, Simon is a pretty badass writer and being able to express his creativity and channel his frustrations into creating stories is what makes him happy. Until it doesn't. Until he finds that happiness elsewhere. Tags: Alternate Universe - Office, IT Technician Simon Lewis, Boss Jace Wayland, Jace Is Simon's Boss, Attempt at Humour, Enemies to Lovers, Kinda, More Like Mutual Annoyances To Lovers, Persistent Jace Wayland, Other characters mentioned - Freeform, Misunderstandings, Simon Writes Fanfiction, Jace Finds Out, Mutual Pining, Sassy Simon Lewis, Sassy Jace Wayland, Emotionally Repressed, Questionable professionalism, Dumb Boys Get Smart, Fed Up Simon Lewis

Puppy Love by @foxymoley

Simon/Alec | General Summary: Simon broods broodily until he makes a little friend...then a bigger one! Tags:High School AU, Puppy, Simon needs a hug, Jock Alec

not the end of the world (the beginning of ours) by @sobsicles

Malec | Mature Summary:The universe seems to seems to want Alec and Magnus to kiss upon meeting, and it isn't long before they want the same thing.Or, the one where Magnus is Alec's new roommate, and they're definitely falling in love. Tags: 5+1 things, Meet Cute, Roommates, sharing a bed, fluff, Almost kiss, Alec Lightwood Being a Gay Disaster, Magnus is having a great time

#hmdiscord #hmexchange #masterpost #fanfic #fanart #malec #jimon #jalec #malace #jem/tessa/will #rizzy #jangus

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marauder-level-chaos · 4 years

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In A World Like That Ch. 4

Magnus and Alec have been pushed into their TWI roles by a meddling demon who feeds on their happiness. It puts them in a deep sleep and the only way to get out there is to find each other in TWI and fall in love. If they can do that, they will automatically fall out of the magical slumber the demon has placed them under. Otherwise, they fall into an eternal sleep. It’s upto Malec to find their way back to each other. It is set after the TWI episode in the show, so they have met each other once already. Here is the masterlist. My AO3: malecplusotherthings

A/N: To all my Catarinas out there <3

Warnings: swearing, TWI characters, angst obviously, some fluff, slight show divergence, suggestive dialogue

Empty. And a little hollow. That’s what Magnus had been feeling for the last few days, ever since Alec’s visit. He didn’t understand how it was possible to break up with somebody who he was never even dating in the first place, but that’s what this felt like. Sure, Magnus had had his heart broken in the past, but this was different. Oddly enough, this hurt a lot more than real break-up ever had. He kept telling himself it was for the best, for himself as well as for Alexander. But it doesn’t feel like it, does it? For the last few days Magnus had been warring with himself, trying to decide whether he had made the right decision or not. He had fought the urge to dial Alec’s number on multiple occasions. Even now, he lay on his bed, his eyes closed. He could see Alexander’s face in front of him with his dark hair and deep blue eyes. Magnus sighed and called Catarina, the only person he knew who would be able to help him in this situation.

“Magnus?” She asked as she picked up the phone. “Is everything ok?”

“Cat, can you come over? Please?” He replied, trying to keep his voice as even as possible. Despite that, Catarina must have sensed the urgency in his voice.

“I’m on my way.”

Sure enough, Cat was over in minutes. She made her way into Magnus’ room and gave him a much needed hug. As her arms encircled Magnus’ body, he felt some of the pent up tension release in the form of tears.

“Oh, Magnus.” Catarina consoled in a soft voice. Magnus could only sniffle in response. After calming down a little, he looked directly at her.

“I miss him. I don’t know why. I just...I never felt like this before. There is something so familiar so comforting about Alexander, and I miss him, Cat.” Catarina held Magnus’ face between her hands.

“Then talk to him. Look, I know I had my doubts about Alexander before, but you’re my best friend. I will always want the best for you, Magnus. It is obvious that not being with him hurts you a lot more than being with him ever could. So please go talk to him.”

“Cat, why would he want to talk to me? After what I did?” Magnus asked, his golden eyes still lined with tears.

“Because from what I can tell, he likes you at least as much as you like him. I’m sure he’s hurting just as much.” The idea of Alexander - his Alexander - hurting stirred a sharp pain in Magnus’ chest. He still didn’t understand how he let himself get attached to a man he barely knew, but maybe that’s what life does sometimes.

“And if it doesn’t work? If it fails? If I put both of us through this for no reason and end up hurting us more?” It scared the fuck out of Magnus to think about the fact that Alexander might hate him if they ever broke up. At least this way he doesn’t run the risk of losing Alexander out of his life completely.

“What relationship doesn’t come with a little risk, Magnus? The question is whether you care about Alec enough to put that fear aside and fight for him. Or are your fears stronger than your feelings for him?” Magnus drew in a shaky breath.

“Cat, I think I love him. More intensely than I have ever loved anyone before.” This was the first time Magnus had said that out loud. It felt liberating. “Oh shit, I’m in love with Alexander.”

“Then go! Fight for him. You deserve to be happy, Magnus, and so does he.” Magnus smiled at her.

“Can you stay the night? I just don’t wanna be alone right now.” Catarina smiled and planted a soft kiss on Magnus’ head.

“Of course. Don’t worry Magnus, we’ll get you your man.” And for the first time in days, Magnus felt like things might be okay after all. He was certainly not going to give up on Alec, not again. I love you, Alexander.

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Alec didn’t know what to feel. He hadn’t seen or heard from Magnus since that visit to his apartment. Alec had never had his heart broken before. But for all the hearts I have broken, I guess I deserved this. Alec had tried to move on, and usually he’s very successful at that, but this was different. Of all his previous flings, none of them had ever managed to make his heart beat quite as fast or make his knees as weak. Magnus was different. Perhaps that’s why Alec couldn’t get him off his mind. He let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in. I have to let go.

Suddenly, the light to Alec’s room turned on. He turned his head in the direction of the door to find Izzy standing in the doorway. She sighed as she made her way over to her brother.

“Alec, you can’t keep sulking in your room.” He could hear the concern in her voice. He didn’t blame her. This was, admittedly, very uncharacteristic of him. Alec never ever got upset over a guy before. Ever.

“Yeah, well, I can bloody well try.” Alec snapped.

“Look, I know it’s hard to lose somebody you care about, but Magnus chose this. You can’t harbor over his decision forever. You deserve to be happy, big brother.” Alec looked at his sister, his blue eyes shining through a thin layer of unshed tears.

“No, Iz. No, you don’t. You have always had Simon by your side. I understand you want me to feel better, but you have no idea what this feels like. Don’t pretend you do.”

“Oh, Alec…” Izzy’s voice was soft. Alec took a deep breath to compose himself. He hadn’t meant to snap at her.

“I’m fine, Iz. Or I will be. I’ll try. It’s not like I fell in love with Magnus or anything.” Oh, but that’s exactly what it is. Alec couldn’t even convince himself when he said those words, how the fuck was he supposed to convince Izzy?

“No, you’re not fine. I know you, Alec. Better than anyone else. I know you’re not okay, and that’s fine. You’re allowed to feel things. You’re allowed to be upset. But I’m just asking you to let me be there for you. Let me help you get over this.”

“Okay,” he said hesitantly. “As long as you don’t tell your idiot boyfriend about this. He already thinks I pine.”

“Deal.” Izzy said, tackling Alec into a hug. Alec sighed against her shoulder. He closed his eyes, trying to forget those golden eyes and that bright smile. Goodbye, Magnus.

Malec Taglist (please let me know if you want to be added or removed):

@thatwinchestergirl67 @quickbright @julialightbane @bestieswithmydarkthoughts @plaggherondale

#malec #the world inverted #Magnus Bane #Alec Lightwood #Magnus x Alec #alec x magnus #shadowhunters #in a world like that

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fieryfantasybooklover · 4 years

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Halos And Hellfire - A Malec angst/sad fic

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Long ago, when the universe was still new, 10 incandescent stars were exiled from the sky for their kindness.

The stars are cold beings that care for nothing and nobody. They burned entire worlds to the ground and enjoyed doing it. Because the primal energy of the universe was harnessed in the stars, and they decided there was no reason they shouldn’t use it. The stars could control all the elements, shift their forms, and teleport. And they used that power. Entire species met their ends in seconds, the last things they saw being terrible waves of fire and horrible all-powerful entities descending from the sky.

These 10 stars were born and they saw the universe for what it was - beautiful and worth saving. Those stars dared to dream, to have faith, to believe. Their thoughts were occupied by dreams of a better life. One where there was something beyond this - an endless stream of death and the cold void of space. These stars tried to save lives, save worlds. Their opinions were not shared by the other stars, so these brilliant entities that only wanted peace were cast from the sky. They fell in the form of gorgeous winged beings. And after falling for a thousand years, they landed.

At first, everything went fine. The star’s DNA altered to fit the environment. The planet was named “Earth” and it was perfect in nearly every way. It was lush and green, filled with water and even a native species to interact with. Half of the angels made their home in the sky, the other half in the underground part of the planet. Everyone lived in peace for some time, an era that became known as the Golden Age. But then there was a betrayal. An underground angel (as they had started to call themselves) clashed with an air dweller over the death of an air angel general. Both sides of the world blamed the other for the death. The force of the conflict nearly brought the planet to the ground.

Everything the stars had fought against for all their lives forced its way into their lives and brought fire and chaos with it. The war raged for nearly 100 years, nearly causing the angels to go extinct. Finally, peace was brokered… if both groups of angels promised to remain in their respective domain and only interact on earth, who’s residents were blissfully unaware of their existence.

As time passed, animosity grew and made itself at home. It grew to the point that the “dark angels” of the ground hated the “light angels” of the sky. The angel children of both sides were taught to hate the “enemy angels” from the time they were born. It remained this way for so long that all hope for happy coexistence seemed lost to the clouds.

*1000 years later*

“Do you have any idea what’s happening?” Catarina asked Magnus. Catarina and Magnus were best friends and high ranked soldiers in the Light King’s army. All the soldiers had been called to the courtyard for a speech from the High General, and were milling around while they waited. “I’ve got absolutely no idea. Maybe the General is finally letting us spruce up the barracks. Of course, me being my fabulous self, has still fought this topic despite the lack of help.” Magnus snarked at Catarina. “How long are you going to be mad at me for that? Just because I chose the improvement of the armory of the improvement of the barracks outward appearance doesn’t mean-”

Magnus shushed her as the General stepped up to his plinth. A hush fell over the crowd as General Charmeine stepped up and cleared his throat. “As you know, all of the soldiers have been summoned here for a speech. I am sure that you are all wondering why. I will not mince words, for as you are about to find out we have very little time.” The general paused and it seemed that every fiber of the world held its breath. “Our sensors have detected 10 bursts of pure undiluted energy emitting from an unknown source. And they are headed straight for this planet. These pulses are scheduled to arrive around this time tomorrow.” The general paused again. “To put it clearly, we have only a day left to live. Along with every single being on this Earth. I hereby release you all from your posts. You are free to live your last day however you wish.”

With that, the General took flight from the plinth, spreading his pale gold feathered wings and soaring off into the night, leaving chaos behind. Magnus stood there shocked, unable to process the devastating axe blow that was this news. Catarina did her bets to rouse him, but Magnus was lost beyond hope. Anger, pain, hate, confusion, and despair were cascading through him, mixing and leaving little room for Magnus to breathe. Moving like a robot, he spread his pure gold wings, a rare color among angels, and took to the skies. Not being able to stand looking at his home of 25 years, he turned to Catarina and spoke. “Caty. You were the best friend I could ever hope for. I wish you all the best in these last hours.” And with that, Magnus took off, flying as fast as he could in an attempt to forget everything he knew and wished he didn’t. That would be the last time he has his best friend.

The poor angels had no idea of the source of the power pulses. In fact, those stars that had once exiled the original 10 angels had found them. And decided to have a little fun. By blowing up yet another planet. Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the world a similar situation was playing out.

Alec spread his wings and took off without a second thought, not even hesitating for his best friend Jace. “How am I supposed to fucking deal with this? I’m told the world is ending and I’m released from my service? What do they want me to do? I’m sure as hell not going to stick around that’s for sure.” As Alec soared through the skies, he spotted a speck of gold on the roof of an extremely tall building in New York City. “Oh god, it’s an air dweller. Well, I have nothing left to lose anyway.” With that Alec began his descent towards the angel that would change his life, no matter how much remained of it.

Magnus stood on top of the building, surveying the skyline of the world that would soon cease to exist. It wasn’t until he heard the quiet swooshing of approaching wings that he realized another angel was approaching. Magnus turned and nearly lost his breath as the approaching angel landed. The angel was clearly dark, marked by the silver ebony runes spidering up his arms. The dark counterpart to Magnus’s silver runes. The angel was tall, dark haired… and unbearably smoking hot. He had breathtaking ebony wings that shimmered and shined with purple, gold, red, blue, and so many other colors. His skin was beautifully tanned and a pair of brooding deep blue eyes stared at Magnus with a thousand years worth of prejudice.

“Ummm… hello?” Magnus managed. “I am assuming you just got the news as well.”

“Yeah. And I don’t want to talk about it. We’re enemies and we always will be. I just don’t want to spend the last day of my life alone.” Magnus, shocked at the brief flash of emotion from this angel with a “Go to hell” attitude, just nodded. Both angels silently took off, with no particular destination in mind. They just needed to fly.

The existential dread faded as the angels soared through the sky, finding it in their hearts to be able to stand each other's presence.

The pair took turns choosing destinations, not even bothering to share names. They toured the Pyramids of Giza, flew over the Great Wall of China, and visited Tikal before finally pausing to rest atop a tree in the Amazon rainforest.

As they lounged, Alec worked up his nerve to speak to the golden vision that had suddenly appeared in his life. He rationalized that it was probably normal to want to talk, to experience, to feel. After all, he was only 25 and about to lose everything he had ever known. “Hey… what’s it like. What’s it like living in the clouds?” Magnus looked over, surprised at the question. “Well… it’s beautiful. Everything is made from white, gold, and silver. The sky is stunning and you get to see the most beautiful sunsets and sunrises. I love to stargaze… the sky is panoramic to the maximum when you’re up as high as we are. When I look at the stars, at the galaxies and the lights that fill the sky, I feel hopeful… but it’s also humbling. It reminds you how small we are to the universe. How much beauty there is beyond this world.”

Alec realized just exactly how beautiful the other angel was, silhouetted against the setting sun, ringed in gold. All of a sudden all the emotions Alec had been suppressing welled up inside him and he had to fight back tears. To stop himself from crying, Alec began talking. “I love living beneath the surface of the Earth. There’s so many mysteries down there that even we don’t know. We build everything from red and black colors, and it’s always warm. We can fly around the endless caverns we build. The kids play there and the teenagers sneak out there to make out. I love the earth. It’s grounding and it’s real. It keeps me tethered to reality.”

Silence echoed between them, but it was considerably more comfortable than it was before. Without a word, the two angels took to the sky to live out the remainder of their lives. Even if it was only 9 hours.

The two angels still did not share their names, even as they explored the catacombs of France, snuck behind massive crashing crystalline waterfalls, and explored the unmapped parts of the Sahara desert. They paused again at the top of Mt. Everest, when the talk turned to romance.

“Did you ever have a girlfriend or a boyfriend?” Magnus asked Alec as they gazed at the breathtaking Himalayas. “For me, it would be a boyfriend. And no, I never had a romantic partner. Us “dark angels” only marry once and it’s for life. I haven’t met that one person yet. What about you?” Alec inquired, gazing at Magnus with a surprisingly open and earnest face. “Well… it isn’t uncommon for us to have more than one lover. We don’t limit ourselves as we believe love is essential. We don’t marry as much, it’s more common to live with somebody and share a relationship and not be married. We don’t like to bind ourselves down with things like marriage.”

With those phrases, a passing on of knowledge to outsides, the barriers between them fell more. The pair took to the sky for the last time. They had less than an hour left to live.

The two angels landed on some unnamed beach. They stood there looking at the sun slowly lowering itself to set over the ocean. There was still no sign of the energy pulses set to destroy the world. As time ticked by and the world edged closer to extinction, neither angel said anything. There was nothing left to say.. Atleast not till they were sure nobody would live to repeat their words.

With under 10 minutes left to live, both started talking, talking over each other and talking like they would never be able to again. Which they wouldn’t.

“I hate the world. It’s full of hate and pain and anger and sometimes I think it would be better off to start over. To wipe the slate clean and hope that some decent race will rise from the ashes. That’s why I bolted when we got the news… because I was scared to admit that I thought it might be better. People destroy far more than they create and there is so much more bad in the world then there is good… and I just-- I GET SICK OF IT. BUT THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO TO CHANGE IT. And I can’t discuss it with my people - they believe that the world is unconditionally good! And I just can’t see it. Maybe I’ve just seen too much.” Alec stopped his rant, gasping for breath as if he had just run a marathon. Magnus stood there quietly, not judging, agreeing, or disagreeing. It took a minute for Alec to realize that Magnus had started talking.

“I am in a constant never ending battle with the devils in my head. One’s that have never seen the light of day because we do not let people show weakness. Shadows and darkness scream that I’m alone, that nobody is truly there for me. I never had parents - they didn’t want me and I was left on a friend’s doorstep. I was bullied growing up because I was different. It got bad… so bad. But then I pulled myself out of it. I pulled myself out of that pit, that void, just to die young.”

Both of the angels, descendants of ancestors who hated each other, looked at the other in shock. They had just exposed demons to their sworn enemy… and they didn’t even know the other’s name. Silent words flew between them, words that didn’t lie words that told the bare ugly truth. Words that said “I see you I understand you I agree with you. You don’t have to pretend here. You’re allowed to be dark because the world is dark with much to dislike about it.” Words that said “Maybe if things had been different, we could have loved each other. Maybe if there weren’t so many factors stacked against us. Maybe. But we’ll never know.”

With a roaring growing in their ears, the angels decided that there was nothing left to lose, nothing left to prove, nothing left to deny. And in that minute, with crushing finality, their lips met. It was a kiss like a thunderclap, like a lightning strike, a kiss like a sonic boom. It was pure exhilarating freedom and a wild howling wind. A kiss that sounded like thousands of years of hate falling to the ground with roaring and noise. It was a kiss of anger and pain and like-minded souls. It was a burning kiss as Magnus tangled his hands in Alec’s ebony hair and Alec wrapped his arms around Magnus to pull him closer as he ran his hands up and down the golden angel’s back. It was a kiss that silently spoke of what-ifs and maybes and if onlys. It was a final middle finger to the universe and everything that told them what they’re allowed to be. It was a kiss of passion… a kiss of halos and hellfire as the world fell to pieces around them.

Darkness. Darkness and nothing and nothing and darkness.

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How much the heart can hold

With a day or two of delay, but this is the fic I wrote for @magnusandalexander as a part of Malec Secret Santa exchange. Only now with a little bit of an extra photoset.

I know it got a little bit bittersweet there in the end, but I hope you enjoyed your gift, darling.

Beta-read by RomanceShipper

(CLICK ‘KEEP READING’ FOR THE REST OF THE FIC.)

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“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”

― Zelda Fitzgerald

The invitation came in his regular mail at the beginning of November.

Magnus lounged on the daybed on his terrace, flipping lazily through the stack of mail he had gathered from his mailbox that morning. The air of New York had just turned chilly, fall slowly giving into winter and it really should be too cold to laze around outside, but Magnus had fixed that little problem long time ago. The outside battle wards that covered the entire building also contained small, inner ward that wrapped around his terrace and balcony, providing a bubble of warmth for those within it.

The carefully controlled temperature was also something that his horde of cats preferred, as evident by the animated group gathered around Alec, doing their best to weave around his legs as the poor man tried to feed them. Magnus smirked in amusement as his boyfriend almost tripped over Barrack Opawma, only to perform the less than dignified don’t-step-on-a-cat’s-tail dance when Whisker Purrchill wrapped around his shins. Magnus reached towards Chairman Meow - who was politely curled into a ball in his lap, refusing to join the writhing mass of fur and claws, as if such behaviour was beneath him - and scratched behind his favorite’s ear.

His gaze returned to the envelope in his hand. The paper was of a great quality, heavy to touch and in color of dark chocolate with a gold filigree design printed on top. It was addressed by hand in an elegant cursive of golden ink, the letters evenly spaced and flowing smoothly. Magnus had a pretty good idea what was inside. He had completely forgotten about it, in light of everything that had happened in the past few months - like the missing Soul Sword, the almost-war, the near break-up with Alec... and oh yes, of course, the raising of Raziel. It was a hectic time and all thoughts of entertainment were pushed on a back burner, to be returned to when they finally had time to rest. But now that Valentine was gone…

He startled a little bit when Alec suddenly plopped down on the daybed next to him, covered in cat fur and a couple scratches from where he was not fast enough to escape the overexcited cats. Magnus scrunched up his nose a little and waved a hand in a vague, careless gesture and got rid of the fur.

“President Frump is going to be the death of me,” Alec muttered as he laid down and tucked himself underneath Magnus’ arm, all six feet of him. “He almost bit my hand off because I fed Vladimir Purrin first.”

“That’s what you get for getting in between the US and Russia, my dear,” Magnus answered with a laugh.

“Have I told you already that you are not allowed to name your cats anymore?” He grinned when Magnus gave a long-suffering sigh before he noticed the envelope in Magnus’ hand. “What’s this?”

“An invitation to an event that I completely forgot about,” Magnus replied as he opened the envelope with his magic, since one of his arms was now wrapped securely around Alec’s shoulders. The invitation card inside was made from the same, chocolate-colored paper, and it unfolded itself and hovered a couple inches above their chests, so that they could both read it.

“A winter gala fundraiser?” Alec frowned. “Is this the thing where mundanes dress up for a party and gather money for some cause? You go to those, too?”

“Mhm,” Magnus hummed as his eyes skimmed over the invitation. The date was in the second half of December, somewhat close to Christmas. “I haven’t been to one of these since last year, actually. It’s…” he hesitated for just a second and his breath hitched a little when sudden emotion threatened to overwhelm him, “it’s actually the last time I saw Ragnor in person, before that day in his cottage when he died.”

Alec remained quiet because really, what could he say? He knew perfectly well how much Magnus missed Ragnor. He had been his best friend for hundreds of years, someone so very dear to him who was torn away from his life so suddenly. Alec just wrapped one arm around Magnus’ middle and held him close. And that was more than enough.

“Going to the charity gala was his idea in the first place and it’s something we tried to do every year, for a very long time. He always said that we gathered so much wealth over the centuries that it was only fair we share with those less fortunate.” Magnus folded the invitation back up. “I agree. Hoarding money endlessly is pointless if you don’t spend it on others.”

Alec was silent for a long time, so long that Magnus actually thought he had fallen asleep. He wouldn’t hold it against him. With the warmth of the wards and even warmer body next to his, he was just about ready to fall asleep himself.

“Do you want to go?” Alec asked quietly and Magnus startled a little at the suddenness.

“Do you?” he finally answered a question with a question. “I thought you disliked gatherings like this.”

“It’s important to you.” Alec just shrugged with one shoulder which was as much as he could in their current position, wrapped around each other as they were. “That’s a good enough reason for me to go.”

It was such a simple statement made so casually, as if Alec didn’t realize that no, it wasn’t simple at all. It held a promise of something much greater, this willingness to do things out of your comfort zone for someone you cared about. Magnus couldn’t imagine loving Alec more than he already did, but the young man had surprised him once more. The swell of affection he felt right then was almost overwhelming, filling his heart to the brim so much that Magnus thought he might not be able to take any more of it.

“There’s going to be dancing,” Magnus said, carefully. “And we’re going to have to socialize with others.”

“I’ll leave that to you,” Alec said. “I can just be your arm candy for the night.”

“Well, if that’s the case,” Magnus sighed contently as he turned his head to nuzzle into the black mop of Alec’s hair, “I think it’s about time we got you some appropriate clothes.”

Alec only groaned.

Of course, there was only one shop that Magnus could trust when it came to black-tie event clothes. So on Alec’s next free afternoon he portaled them all the way to London, next to the tailor’s shop he had discovered a little over a hundred years ago and still visited when an occasion called for it. It was an old-fashioned establishment with its dark brown antique furniture, classic paintings and subtle gold accents. They spent a good amount of time in there, discussing their options first and picking the right fabrics. The task fell to Magnus, mostly, though Alec did try his best to listen and offer opinions when asked; It was clear that the younger man felt totally out of his element among the posh and somewhat stuffy surroundings. But, Magnus supposed, if there was anything that playing politics with the Clave taught you, it was how to pretend you knew more than you let on.

The senior tailor attending them was a tall, middle-aged gentleman, whose handsome features and proud posture must have turned a lot of heads in his younger years. Even though you could see the signs of age on his face, there was still something incredibly alluring in him. The tailor’s assistant, however, was a young, cheerful man in his mid-twenties, beautiful in his youth and energetic nature. Both men were strikingly handsome and Magnus couldn’t not notice that. And by the way that Alec blushed furiously when it came to taking measurements (especially the inseam) Magnus was pretty sure Alec noticed too.

Magnus made appointments for future fittings and paid in advance for the job and the short-notice deadline that they had. Then he promptly had to reassure his wide-eyed boyfriend that no, six-and-a-half thousand dollars for one bespoke tuxedo wasn’t too much. One did not spare any expense when it came to extraordinary quality. After all, they both deserved only the best.

That, and he couldn’t wait to see Alec in the finished piece.

Magnus had to admit, he was getting a little worried.

He had tried to find time for him and Alec to have some kind of dancing lesson, if only to teach his boyfriend the basics of the most common ballroom dances, but there simply was no time. The month and a half before the event was flowing by and he still had not breached the subject with Alec. He tried suggesting at first, with some kind of subtle manipulation to get them alone so that they could practice. Then, eventually, he asked Alec outright about the constant switching of plans and cancellations whenever he wanted to teach him.

“You don’t have anything to be worried about,” Alec had said before kissing him goodbye and fleeing for yet another mission that demanded his personal attention.

Magnus just huffed and gave up, not seeing any point in pushing the issue. If Alec wanted to make fool of himself on the dance floor, it was his choice.

“Do you know a lot of people here?” Alec asked, taking a sip of his champagne.

They’ve been standing near a bar, each of them with a tall glass in hand, ever since Magnus finished what he called ‘a suitable amount of mingling and schmoozing’. Alec had gamely played his self-assigned part as arm candy, nodding at appropriate places or chuckling politely at the jokes of other patrons, despite their mixed quality. Magnus had flitted from one small group of guests to the other, never staying too long, always the social butterfly - a role he played perfectly and willingly.

The gala took place in a country mansion not far away from London. Though ‘country mansion’ was not a correct description. It was more like a palace, really, with its massive size, rich decor, and meticulously kept gardens. Magnus still remembered the feeling of awe when he saw one of these mansions for the first time and that same look of wonder was now clearly visible on Alec’s face.

“Me and Ragnor, we’ve been changing charities every couple of years, to avoid the questions about not aging with time.” Magnus was very much aware how his breath always caught a little whenever he mentioned his dear friend. “But I’ve seen some of the guests at previous events. And some of them I’ve known for decades - I wasn’t the only immortal that Ragnor roped into this little project of his. See that woman over there, in the navy blue dress?” Magnus tilted his head a little and Alec followed with his line of sight. “A warlock acquaintance of mine. She’s glamored away the fish scales that cover most of her skin.”

Which was a bit of a pity, really. Magnus remembered very well how Anastasia’s scales shimmered with various colors, iridescent and beautiful, and the dress would have complimented them perfectly... If only this were a Downworlder party. All of the guests were dressed to the nines. The women in glittering gowns and pretty cocktail dresses, the men elegant in their formal wear.

And Alec…

Oh, his Alec, who looked so incredible in his brand new clothes. The tuxedo fit him perfectly - as it should, after so many visits to the tailor shop to get it just right. Every inch of fabric was cut and designed in a way to flatter his body, hug it in the right places and flow smoothly in the others. He was clean-shaven and smelled deliciously of a sharp but sweet after-shave. Magnus was one step away from just nuzzling in and licking that tempting bit of skin on his neck where the deflect rune was glamored away. Alec’s hair was still somewhat of a disaster, sticking up in several different directions at once, but at least it looked a little bit more tame than on his usual days.

The gala had moved from the dinner part of the evening into dancing and Magnus found his champagne flute lifted from his hand when the first tones of a waltz sounded through the room. Then Alec was offering him his hand and he had a mischievous look in his eyes and Magnus blinked in surprise, even as he was being pulled to the dance floor.

“Do you, ah, do you want me to lead?” Magnus asked as they got into position and Alec clearly settled in the leading role.

“I’m good,” Alec said and then raised one eyebrow at Magnus. “Can you follow?”

Oh, it was on.

Magnus expected… he wasn’t sure what he expected. He had seen Alec dance on those rare occasions where his boyfriend joined him in Pandemonium and it became clear very quickly that Alec was just… not good at it. Awkward and stiff, and - once you got a couple drinks in him - downright silly, with a lot of flailing arms and bumbling dance moves. Since Alec refused to practice with him, Magnus was bracing himself for having his toes stepped on or bumping into other dancing couples.

But of course, his Alexander had to go and defy his expectations once again.

They started moving just in the right moment and followed the three-beat tempo perfectly, without missing a step. One of Alec’s hands was steady on his back, supporting him through the spins and the other gently cradled Magnus’ own hand, keeping it on level. Magnus must have had a pretty dumbstruck look on his face, since Alec was grinning at him.

They glided over the dance floor effortlessly, spinning and turning and Magnus recalled his fear from the weeks back, the one about his heart actually bursting with the affection he felt for the amazing, beautiful man in front of him. The one who looked at Magnus like he was the most important thing in the world and whose eyes were shining with mirth and so much love. For all the long centuries of his life, Magnus couldn’t remember anyone looking at him like that before.

“It seems I’ve been tricked,” Magnus laughed once the music stopped and they had retreated to the side, new glasses of champagne in hands to quench the thirst from dancing. Magnus was feeling more than a little breathless and it wasn’t only because of the exertion. “All those times where you made some excuse not to practice dancing with me. You’ve been planning this all along, haven’t you?”

“I wanted to surprise you,” Alec said with a small, bashful smile. “Did it work?”

“You keep astonishing me, darling.” Magnus leaned in and brushed a soft kiss on Alec’s lips, making the younger man blush a little at the public display of affection, something he still wasn’t completely used to. “But pray tell, how did you come to be so efficient at the waltz?”

“Old-fashioned parents, what else? Mother believed that all good-mannered shadowhunter children from old families should be able to dance well at their weddings. Me, Izzy, and Jace, we all had to learn. In a couple of years she’s going to insist on teaching Max as well.” Alec shrugged. “It’s different from club dancing. If it has choreography then it’s easier for me to learn it. Just like martial arts, I guess?”

“It is a good skill to have,” Magnus admitted. It was no secret from anyone who knew him how much he loved to dance. “You need to show me what else can you do.”

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Alec laughed, “I only know two dances. Waltz and tango. Izzy made me learn the second one.”

Magnus’ entire face lit up and he gave Alec his brightest smile.

“The first appropriate song they play, you are so dancing the tango with me. Or no, wait, this might actually be too much and make my poor little heart explode with glee.”

“Any kind of exploding will have to wait till I’m back from the restroom,” Alec chuckled as he placed the half-empty glass on a passing waiter’s tray.

“Go ahead, I’m going to need a bit of a fresh air. It suddenly got too hot for me here.” Magnus winked at Alec’s good-natured eye roll.

The large, round conservatory just on the other end of the corridor that led to the ballroom was mostly empty. It was a little cold inside, but not unbearably so. Magnus stopped near one of the huge windows and took tentative sips of his champagne as he looked to the landscape behind the glass. The terrace gardens, filled with neatly-trimmed hedges and stone statues were drowning in snow and even as he looked, the thick snowflakes fell from the sky. Winter was taking its early toll and it covered the world with a white layer. The strings of white christmas lights hung between the trees and columns of the garden added to the quiet, magical atmosphere and Magnus sighed in contentment.

“Looks like you’re having a great time,” a familiar voice to his left said and Magnus turned his head a little to give Ragnor a nod.

“I am,” he confirmed. “I think I’m finally in the good place, my friend. All thanks to the wise advice you gave me so long ago.”

Ragnor hummed and crossed his hands behind his back as he joined Magnus in watching the winter wonderland behind the glass. They stood in companionable silence for a couple of minutes, enjoying the solitude and the stillness of the world that was usually so very hectic.

“Magnus,” Ragnor finally said, “I’m glad that you’re finally happy. He’s a good one, your shadowhunter.”

“He’s the best thing that ever happened to me,” Magnus whispered, a soft smile on his lips.

“Good. I hope you don’t ever intend to let him go.” Ragnor sighed. “This is the last time you’ll see me. I think I’m finally done meddling with your life, now that you actually made some good decisions for once.”

“I figured it might happen soon.” Magnus nodded. “I will miss you, my dear Cabbage. My very own spirit of Christmas past and present. Who will teach me to follow my heart now?”

“Oh, I think you have someone who will take care of that big heart of yours,” Ragnor chuckled. “Goodbye, Magnus. I hope I won’t see you in the afterlife for a very long time.”

“Goodbye, my friend,” Magnus said and while he thought he should feel sad, he only felt at peace. Ragnor was moving on, finally. Magnus knew that he would be alright now, even with Ragnor gone.

“Who were you talking to?”

Magnus turned to look over his shoulder to see Alec standing not far away from him, a puzzled look on his face. He glanced back to his left but as he suspected, Ragnor was already gone.

“No one,” Magnus said. “Just talking to myself.”

Alec closed the distance between them and cupped Magnus’ cheek and the look in his hazel eyes was a little hesitant and worried.

“Magnus, is everything okay?”

Magnus just nuzzled into Alec’s palm, raising his own hand to cover Alec’s. It was warm and strong and a little calloused. A hand of a warrior and a protector. A hand that already held Magnus’ heart in it and cradled it gently and with utmost care, like it was the most precious thing in the world.

“Yes,” Magnus whispered, “everything is perfect.”

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