Resting | bowstrung

Alexander [ @bowstrung ]

Alec lifted an eyebrow, clearly not believing him. “Sure and I’m Santa Claus.” Yes, he knew who that was and he could be sarcastic when he wanted to be. “You need to go to bed, Magnus. And if you don’t, then I’ll carry you there myself.” If it wasn’t for the fact that he had a little bit more of paperwork to do, he’d join him. The thought occurred to him that he could always do it tomorrow. “Come on, Mag. Let’s get you up.” He moved over and lifted Magnus into his arms. “I gave you the chance to do this yourself. So don’t complain,” Alec said as he scooped Magnus bridal style into his arms. Magnus was heavier than he would have thought, but he had no complaints as he carried him to his bedroom and laid him down on the bed and tucked him in.

Magnus pouted sleepily as Alec picked him up with ease. “Alexander, I’m fiiiine.” he half whined, tucking his face into his boyfriend’s neck as he was carried to bed. HE huffed as he was tucked in, reaching for Alec’s hand. “If I have to lay down, you have to stay with me.” he tried to tease, grinning sleepily. “Please?”

Magnus’ Verses

Main [ quite magical cat eyes;; main Magnus ]

Magnus has lived for centuries, a warlock with power unimaginable to most and sought by some. The chosen son of one of the Princes of Hell, Magnus uses his magic to help people as much as to make life easier on himself. There has to be good in this magic that was sparked by his father’s darkness after all, right?

Human [ surrendered magic;; human Magnus ]

Typically this is played as Magnus was born a human and lives in an apartment with his two cats, and makes a decent living at his job (varies on thread) and he’s a gentleman to all those who catch his eye. However, following show canon, there is a version of this verse that has him giving up his magic.

Singer/Songwriter [ write me a song;; singer Magnus ]

Bane Records was started by Asmodeus Bane, and after the death of his wife, the owner locked away his son, Magnus from the world. Magnus has talent as a songwriter for many number one hits since his mother’s death, and he’s even sung the demos that get sent to artists, and everyone is curious why he hasn’t breached the circle of his life onto the stage. Being hidden and mistreated by his father has left the young man a little lost for the strength to be forceful, but those at the company have brought forward a campaign to make Magnus a performer.

Stripper [ beneath the lights;; stripper Magnus ]

Magnus left home to get away from the abuse of his mother and stepfather, making a living with dance. He was hired by a prominent night club and is one of the best dancers in the establishment, but he’s more than the stigma of his profession.

Keep My Heart | bowstrung

Alexander

Alec felt his cheeks warm as Magnus teased him. “Not that early,” he mumbled as he stepped inside. The loft was as extravagant as the warlock himself, though he had expected no less of him. He gave him a toothy grin and said, “In that case, I’ll make sure I’m always a little early. I never liked being late to things anyway.” If he wasn’t blushing before, he certainly was now. There was that touch and those compliments and he wasn’t sure if his heart should be beating this fast. “Thank you. Um…you do to. Look…pretty, I mean.” Pretty? Angels, he needed to shut his mouth before he embarrassed himself further. Nodding, Alec offered out an arm to him. “Is where we’re going nearby? Can we walk or should we get a taxi?” He didn’t even think to ask for a portal, because he didn’t want to appear eager for it. That and he felt it was a bit rude to ask too. “Am I allowed to know where we’re going?”

Magnus couldn’t help but smile at the slightly taller man. He slid his arm to link with Alec’s and nodded. “Thank you.” he replied, nodding as they headed out and down the stairs. “We can walk from here. And it’s a nice night.” he replied, looking around. “I like being able to walk the city at night. IT’s a good way to unwind, you know.” he offered, looking up at Alec briefly. “We’re going to a little French cafe I know. I hope that’s okay?” he asked.

Second Home

Alexander [ @bowstrung ]

“Yes, it’ll definitely be something to get used to,” Alec said as he looked around the loft. The loft was as amazing as the man that was standing before him. He lifted a brow. “My mother thought you cursed me? How ridiculous. You tell me if she bothers you again, alright?” He gave a small chuckle at the mention of Ragnor and hoped that he would get to meet Magnus’s closest friends. “I had wondered where it went. Thank you. I really you appreciate you sharing your place with me. I’ll have to remember to come over here more often.” After having grown up in the Institute, there really weren’t too many other places that he went to. He nodded in understanding and then his cheeks warmed a little as Magnus held out the potion. “Thank you. You didn’t have to go through all of that trouble for me, but I appreciate it.” He made a mental note of the dosage and carefully pocketed it. “Anywhere? You really mean that?” He put on a thoughtful face for a moment before he said, “I have always wanted to try some authentic Italian pizza,” he said quietly. “I mean, unless that’s not something you like, we can go somewhere else.”

Magnus chuckled. “I hope in time, it gets easier. I would offer to stay at the Institute from time to time, but I know not a lot of the other nephilim have such…open hearts, about this arrangement.” He explained. “Although lately it’s felt much less like an arrangement,” he admitted, pointing a little towards Alec with a smile. “Oh, one protective mother is easily handled. I don’t have to do much, we just give her time and she’ll be fine. She’s just worried this won’t work. We’ll prove her wrong.” he assured. HE smiled at Alec, helpless to the happiness the younger man always made him feel. “My place is always open o you, Alexander. If you plan to bring friends, let me know so I can keep the loft relatively clean. If I’ve been days without a break, the loft is usually much worse than this.” he admitted with a chuckle. “Of course I did, though it wasn’t any trouble. You’re my fiance, I’m allowed to take care of you. Besides, a potion to help with allergies is simple compared to some of the other things I’ve been asked to make in my life.” A shrug moved his shoulders as he wathed Alec, nodding. “Anywhere you want.” he promised. Hearing the option, he grinned. “Authentic Italian anything is amazing. Especially pizza and gelato.” he answered, leaning in a little closer, wanting to kiss the other but not wanting to scare Alec. “ANd most definitely when you have someone to share it with.”