Continuing with a divergence from 2×18 story “Don’t Walk Away from Me.” Set in 2×19: Alec receives a visitor at the Institute that doesn’t like how things are going.
Anonymous asked: Do you have any fics that are after ep 2×18 to post 2×20 ? 😌 tnx
Canon compliant fics that cover this specific span of time are actually a bit more difficult to find than I had anticipated. The majority of the fics that I could find diverge from canon, some more than others. However, here’s what I am able to recommend based on your request.
Let me start with those I have already recced. For fics directly related to Episodes 18, 19, and 20 (including post-20), you can use the Episode-Based Tags on the Tags Index page. When I find fics that fit into elements that are present / events that take place in multiple episodes, I tag them as such. Based on my own quick search, here are a few that might fit what you’re looking for:
In terms of those I have not recced, there’s the Let’s Work Together, But Apart series by LoveMeThatsAllIAskOfYou. It consists of nine interconnected canon divergent one-shots that slightly re-imagine the events from 2×18 to 2×20 and could potentially fit your request. I’ve already posted the rec for Part #9, but I will post the others throughout the day today. Here are their A03 links in the meantime:
If it was any other night of the week, Alec would turn down Isabelle’s request to spend a night at the most popular bar in town but she swears she’s on the verge of finally meeting her Soulmate after lifetimes without them and well, Alec has always had a soft spot when it comes to Soulmates as he’s the only one out of his siblings to have found his in past lifetimes. Plus his Gift of memories is much better suited for the task at hand than her Gift of biological knowledge or Jace’s Gift of weapon mastery and who knows, maybe tonight he’ll find his Soulmate in this lifetime too.
“You look beautiful,” runs away from Alec’s lips, but he doesn’t quite regret it.
Magnus chuckles, lets his head fall on Alec’s shoulder for a moment: “I’m sure,” he says, a light flush working its way up his cheeks again.
“Good,” Alec says, ignoring the sarcasm. He lets his leg fall under Magnus’, sheets pleasantly cool against his skin, he pushes down on his feet and his arms and Magnus is breathless under him, one leg bent, his knee pressing against Alec’s hip. Alec says: “Because you do.”, his lips tender when he presses them against Magnus’, slowly, deeply.
Domesticity. Discussions about marriage. Family. Fluff. Hurt and comfort. Prophecy. Weddings. These are just a few themes that are present in this week’s fic recs.
Listed below are the title, author, and description for each fic recced over the course of the last seven days. To view an individual rec, please click on the link provided.
They had talked about marriage before, hushed voices late at night. The first time it had slipped out of Alec’s mouth it had been fairly early on in their relationship, making Magnus’ heartbeat stutter and Alec blush, feeling like it was much too soon to bring up the topic. But Magnus had only smiled, the way he did now, whispering a soft someday as he was cupping Alec’s cheek before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. Since then, marriage seemed inevitable, but not in a threatening way. They both took comfort in the knowledge that this was where their paths would lead one day.
It always stayed a someday though, various incidents in their personal and professional lives pushing the thought back. There really was no rush, because married or not they both knew that what they had would last forever. But now that Alec felt the flimsy piece of lace between his fingers, surrounded by his loved ones and eyes focused on the only one that mattered, he felt a new kind of urgency he hadn’t experienced before. He wanted someday to be soon, tomorrow, now. And from the look on Magnus’ face, he understood.
It took all of his conscious energy and will to keep his eyes open, to not let himself drift off into sleep because if he did, the chances of him waking up were beyond slim. Magnus would be there soon. He would. Jace would be able to track him using their bond now that Alec had been thrown back onto land.
“Does it hurt that much?” Magnus asked, not waiting for an answer before sparking up his healing magic and sending wave after wave of warmth and care to soothe Alec’s headache.
“I wanted to pause the show so you didn’t miss any.” Alec said instead of answering.
“Alexander, you’ve been washing that mug for almost five minutes. What’s wrong?” Magnus asked quietly, wrapping his arms around Alec’s middle from behind and resting his chin on Alec’s shoulder.
Magnus stepped away from Alec’s desk and lay down lengthways on the Head of the Institute’s couch, working on keeping his proud smirk from slipping into one of those soft, affectionate smiles that Alec would point out and tease him about, not that Magnus nor Alec minded.
Prompt: listen…. the gang is fighting a bunch of demons…. Asmodeus shows up out of fucking nowhere… when somebody is gonna take him down he just… puff them and all the guys are starting like wtf… he looks Magnus dead in the eye, showing his cat eyed ones and says "aren’t you gonna say hi to your old man?”
“Are Monday nights always this slow?” The new trainee – Alex, or something – stood awkwardly by the brick oven, hands shoved in the pockets of his black jeans. It was hot in the kitchen and hottest by the oven, but the tall young man wasn’t even breaking a sweat.
Every so often, Magnus breaks out his tarot cards and does a reading for Alec. A series of codas set after 1×06, 2×07, 2×15, and 2×20 (and one more in an undetermined future). –
“Tarot cards,” says Alec, unimpressed. He frowns at the worn, faded deck that Magnus places on the table. “Do you really believe this stuff? That it can tell your future?”
“This craft is less about divining the future and more about… getting perspective on the present,” corrects Magnus. “Would it really be too much trouble to indulge your newest – and by my guess, only – warlock friend in a harmless hobby?”
Alec knows he should probably be paying more attention to what’s going on around him but all he can focus on is the thumb repeatedly sweeping over the golden ring on his finger or the way Magnus’ eyes crinkle every time he smiles at him.