“alec reached down and took magnus’s hands. magnus let alec pull him to his feet, a questioning look in his eyes. before he could say anything, alec drew him closer and kissed him. magnus made a soft, pleased sound, and gripped the back of alec’s shirt, rucking it up, his fingers cool on alec’s spine. alec leaned into him, pinning magnus between the table and his own body. not that magnus seemed to mind. ‘come on,’ alec said against magnus’s ear. 'it’s late. let’s go to bed.”
And If we only die once I wanna die with you
“Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it’s you, and I realize now that I won’t be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.”
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couple aesthetics: magnus and alec
if you loved me, why’d you leave me?
The Mortal Instruments Aesthetics: (x) asked: Malec or Clace
“He recognized and accepted this strange new feeling: that he would rather be hurt himself than hurt Alec.” ― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]
“Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.” (insp)
Malec.
Good god it’s 1am why am I still awake auugh
Due to popular demand, I drew up some Alec and Magnus to put on my Society6 store!
Alec and Magnus (◡‿◡✿)
“Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.” (insp)
"Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it’s you, and I realize now that I won’t be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all."
We are all fallen.
Alec thought of his bedroom back at the Institute, of being in a delirium of pain and poison when Magnus had come in. He had barely recognized him. He was fairly sure he’d been screaming for his parents, for Jace, for Izzy, but his voice would only come out on a whisper. He remembered Magnus’ hands on him, his fingers cool and gentle. He remembered the death-grip he’d kept on Magnus’ wrist, for hours and hours, even after the pain had passed and he knew he would be all right. He remembered watching Magnus’ face in the light of the rising sun, the gold of sunrise sparking gold out of his eyes, and thinking how oddly beautiful he was, with his cat’s gaze and grace.
And when I’m lost // You search for me // And when I doubt // You’re my belief // I’m supposed to be // The stronger one // You always seem // To prove that theory wrong
Magnus & Alec