post episode ficlets
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Alec dabbles in pottery.
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- Part 1 of post episode ficlets
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Since they received news that their grandmother died, their mother has not gotten out of bed for two days.
Alec sits outside her door, worried. He doesn’t know what to do; he just wants to make everything okay. That’s where Izzy finds him and hands him an old card, discolored at the edges with a messy, faded scrawl.
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The first time Alec and Izzy cook for their mom.
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- Part 2 of post episode ficlets
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It's the second morning in a row that he's woken up alone, and he doesn't like it, the way the emptiness pulls at his chest and makes something hollow there ache.
Bingo Square: Epistolary
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- Part 3 of post episode ficlets
- Part 11 of Flash Bang #1 - Bingo (Team Green)
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When Magnus told Alec they literally could not be closer, he was wrong. Horribly, terribly wrong.
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Bingo Square: accidental soulbond
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- Part 4 of post episode ficlets
- Part 29 of Flash Bang #1 - Bingo (Team Green)
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Alec can't help the thought that's been bugging him, making him uneasy in the quiet hours jammed between dusk and dawn, some half-formed idea that's keeping him awake while his arm throbs, hot and aching, curled up miserably into his chest as he listens to Magnus toss and turn.
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- Part 5 of post episode ficlets
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Alec forgets sometimes how old Magnus is.
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- Part 6 of post episode ficlets
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There is no puzzle to be solved here, no demons to be slain. Magnus' problem is the absence of a problem. His magic is a candle snuffed out, the smoke filling the empty chambers of his heart where even Alec's love can't touch.
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- Part 7 of post episode ficlets
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Controlling magic isn’t as easy as Magnus makes it look; he concentrates on the candles, pictures them in his mind’s eye flickering to life as he feels the magic whoosh through his body like an electrical current, something alive and snaking through his veins. The candles blaze up, too strong. Half the wax melts before they settle down, small buds of light dancing above the candles.
Lorenzo’s golden magic curls around Alec’s fists, licking up his arms.
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- Part 8 of post episode ficlets