“I can’t do this anymore,” Jace whispers into the night. Alec furrows his eyebrows but doesn’t say anything, let’s Jace take his time. Jace puts cautious fingers on Alec’s wrist, “I need you Alec.”
“We’ve talked about this-”
“I want to run,” Jace admits.
Teen, future!fic. This is a lovely, long fic that tells the story of Jace & Alec during two different times. Also has a great Izzy – and I even enjoyed the kids! 🙂
How I wish the Malec reconciliation in 220 had gone. Alas.
“It’s in the past,” Magnus says, waving away his apology.
But Alec shakes his head. “No, I should’ve told you about the sword. You had every right to know about its disappearance, it could’ve had a direct impact on the safety of your people.” He sighs and takes a step closer. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”
A “what-if” set in ep 220. Alec reacts to Jace’s death. Or, how it could’ve happened. Hey, I was full of… feels, sue me! A parabatai & Malec ficlet.
When Alec’s side’s seized with sharp, stabbing, breath-stealing agony, he immediately knows what’s happening. There’s no doubt, not a moment of confusion, just a terrible certainty. Jace.
“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world .” (The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)
Such a beautiful idea, the Little Prince is surprisingly perfect for our boys… <3
“You gotta—Stevie, please—you gotta—” he’s squirming, one hand pressing against his crotch outside of his pants.
It’s getting harder for Steve to think straight, to remember the reasons why this is a bad idea. Bucky can tell, and he reaches out with his other hand to touch Steve’s face.
“You’ll help me, won’t you Stevie?” he whispers, and Steve is already leaning in to bury his face in Bucky’s neck, nosing at the scent there. He moans against Bucky’s skin at the explosion of color behind his eyelids, the feel of the Omega’s scorching skin. He smells like summer and cotton candy and every good memory Steve has.
Adult, A/B/O AU. A lot of alpha/omega fic squicks me because of the implied power imbalance, but this is one of the exceptions – a bond based on real emotions, with hot, hormone-fueled sex added to the mix…
