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When Brooklyn Nine-Nine Does The Thing™ (aka the best 7 minutes of your day)

the two of them were laying together in magnus’ bed, their clothes scattered around, the scene reminded alec of the first time he’d been in magnus’ bed like this. he breathed out a happy sigh, his eyes focused on magnus, he hadn’t felt happy like this since they’d fought. he had missed being in magnus’ arms. he had really missed how safe and secure magnus’ home made him feel.

“you know, it’s great to see you smiling. i missed it a lot. i missed you even more.” alec’s lips were turned upwards in a grin as he spoke to magnus, his fingers fiddling with the edge of dark red sheet that laid over the both of them. he was curled into magnus’ side, and magnus had his cheek resting on the top of alec’s head. magnus’ grin mirrored alec’s and the warlock could barely contain how content he was feeling, how ecstatic he was now that he had alec back in his arms, now that he knew alec was here to stay. he had his arm around alec, and his fingers where tracing the runes on alec’s upper arm. it had become a habit of his long ago, when they first began dating, and now it was something he did mindlessly.

“i missed you too, alexander. i meant it you know, when i said i couldn’t do anything without thinking of you.” magnus hardly expressed his emotions the way he had tonight, but the feelings he felt for alec threw everything else out the window. he had missed alec so much, he remembered how sad he had been. he remembered how hurt, how heartbroken he had been while they weren’t together. but none of that mattered anymore. alec was here, in his arms, a smile on both of their faces. he could spend every day of his life like this, with alec, and he wouldn’t mind it at all. he looked at alec for a few more moments, his eyes flickering over every detail of alec’s face. he noticed the crinkles next to alec’s eyes when he smiled, the way his nose scrunched up when he grinned. he spent a minute or so just taking in every miniscule detail of alec’s features before leaning his head back against the pillows underneath him and he let his thoughts wander. he had missed the way alec smelled, he had missed the way alec always found a way to compliment him, to make him feel happy and good and warm. he had missed everything about alec, he could go on for hours about it, but he didn’t. he wanted to spend this time focused on alec, on the two of them.

“and i meant it when i said i couldn’t stop thinking about you, magnus,” he pulled himself closer to magnus, now resting his chin on the man’s shoulder so he was able to look up at him from the position they were in. he and magnus just spent a few moments this way, quiet, still, they were taking in this moment, fully focusing on each other. alec decided to speak up, but when he did, his voice sounded small, much softer than usual. he took a breath before he spoke his next few words and his eyes flickered to meet magnus’ for a moment. “magnus, i really don’t know what i would’ve done without you. i can’t think straight when i’m not with you, i feel lonely and sad and it hurts being away from you like that. i don’t ever want to do that again. i’m sorry, i know you’re sick of hearing it, but i’m really, really sorry about everything. i messed up.” alec saw magnus’ eyebrows furrow, and he opened his mouth to speak again, but magnus cut him off with a soft kiss to his lips. alec obviously didn’t argue, though he did have a bit of a pout on his face when magnus’ pulled away.

“alexander, please stop apologizing.” alec looked upset, but only briefly, as magnus pulled the shadowhunter closer to his side. his dark eyes met alec’s hazel eyes and a smile slowly tugged at the corner of his lips. in this moment, he wanted nothing more than to tell alec how much he loved him, how much he cared for the nephilim, he wanted to pour out his heart to the beautiful man in front of him. but instead, he put his hand under alec’s chin, his black-painted nails contrasting with the pale skin on alec’s face, and he pressed another kiss to the man’s lips. he was slow, and careful, and alec reciprocated with the same pace. alec’s fingers tightened their grip on the sheets and when magnus pulled away, both of their eyes were gleaming with pure, true love. 

alec didn’t need magnus to say how much he loved him, he didn’t need to hear it. he could tell by magnus’ actions. and actions definitely speak louder than words in their relationship. he knew magnus felt the same, and so they held one another. all night long. neither of them even thinking of the outside world, entirely focusing on just them for that one night.

Ghost

Requested.

Song or quote: Gotten by Slash Feat. Adam Levine 
Who: Bucky Barnes 


So nice to see your face again, tell me how long has it been
Since you’ve been here. You look so different than before
But still the person I adore, frozen with fear 


HYDRA had kidnapped [Y/N] for leverage on Captain America back in the forties. Little did they know that even though [Y/N] was a good friend of Steve Rogers, she would have been more useful in using her against Sergeant Barnes. She was the love of his life, the one dame who could take his breath away every single time she walked into a room. She had powers over him that he never thought a woman could have. But, sure enough [Y/N] had them and fell just as hard. 

Fast forward to when HYDRA had their files leaked, JARVIS caught and deciphered most of them. Leaving Steve with the information that a girl he had grown up with was frozen in time just like he had been. There was no argument on whether or not he would go get her because before he could discuss with anyone, he was already on his way. 

It took months for her cope with the fact that her last memory was being bound and gagged against her will with scientists hooking IV’s and strange equipment to her body and then the next, she was waking up to a familiar face but in an unfamiliar time. Struggle was an understatement because she couldn’t understand how any of the things she was going through was actually happening. 

But, time was the only thing that would help her. And eventually, she adapted. [Y/N] wasn’t quite as strong as the others but where she lacked in strength, she made up for in her precision. [Y/N] could calculate fight sequences before they happened, and it was like every weapon you threw in her hand, she knew exactly how to use it despite the fact that she had never picked up one prior. It was scary how she never missed and [Y/N] couldn’t even begin to tell you how she knew how to do some of things that she could do. She just knew.


“The Winter Soldier’s a ghost, huh?” [Y/N] said sarcastically as she watch the shadow move across the rooftops through her scope. Re-positioning the rifle against her shoulder, she looked through the scope again. “Looks well and alive to me.”

“Do you have a clear shot?” Steve asked. 

“Oh yeah, I’ve got a real clear shot.” Zooming her scope in, “Do we want him dead or alive?” 

“Dead.” 

“Dead.” 

Alive.” Steve growled. 

[Y/N] chuckled, “Alive it is.” Just as she was about to move her aim towards the man’s shoulder, she caught sight of a pair of eyes that she hadn’t seen in a long time. “No.” She whispered, low enough for her team members to not hear. 

“Hello? [Y/N] you going to take the shot?” Natasha asked, her tone a little annoyed. “He’s going to get away!”

Struggling to regain her focus, she desperately tried to get a good aim on him before he ducked down between two buildings. Cursing in her head, she yanked the rifle away from herself. Running her hands through her hair, she kicked the rooftop railing. “Steve, private talk, now.” 

In minutes, the kid she knew from Brooklyn was waltzing through the rooftop stairwell. His face was laced with concern and slight annoyance. “[Y/N]? What happened? You said you had a clear shot.” He removed his earpiece and turned it off, watching as [Y/N] did the same. 

[Y/N] inhaled deeply, her eyes staring up at the dark sky. “I never asked you about Bucky because I didn’t want to know.” 

Steve’s brows knitted together, he had always wondered why [Y/N] never asked about Bucky. At first, he thought it was because she didn’t remember but after she started to recall memories, it didn’t make sense why she didn’t ask about the man who swept her off her feet all those years ago. “Okay? I’m not trying to be insensitive right now, [Y/N], because I know how much Buck meant to you but why is this relevant?”

She ignored his question, “What did Bucky and I used to tell each other every single day before we left to go our separate ways?”

Steve could never forget, it was like clockwork every time they’d say goodbye or goodnight to each other. Steve had so desperately wanted a relationship like that, to look a girl and just have the words slip right out his mouth before he even thought about them. “Bucky would ask you to smile and he’d say, ‘you’ve got the best damn smile in this town, a smile I could never forget even if I tried.’ And you would follow with, ‘and you’ve got the best damn pair of blue eyes I’ve ever seen, eyes I will never forget in a million years.’”

[Y/N] smiled, trying to remember the last time they had shared those loving words. She wasn’t sure if he actually meant it, but she sure did. “I meant that, every single word.” 

Steve nodded, unsure of where this was going but not going to interrupt her trip down memory lane because perhaps this was why she missed the opportunity to shoot the Winter Soldier. If she needed to vent, Steve wasn’t going to stop her. “I know, and Buck did too.” 

“Steve, what exactly happened to Bucky?”

He inhaled, “Long story short and to spare you the details, he died during one of our missions.” 

[Y/N] turned away from him, looking at the spot where the Winter Soldier had just been. “What was the mission?”

“To destroy HYDRA bases,” Steve stepped forward, concerned. “[Y/N] why are you suddenly interested in this now?”

A tear slid down her cheek, as she turned to face Steve. “You and I are not the only ones who were frozen in time.” Inhaling deeply, she firmly spoke through her teeth. “The Winter Soldier is a ghost, Steve. It’s Bucky, I know because I saw his eyes.”


Kind of tempted to do a part two. Anyone interested?