“It’s getting dark, we have to find shelter.” “If we don’t soon find food we’re going to starve to death, even before we get a chance to freeze.” “You collect branches and I’ll try to hunt for some food…” “Whatever you do, don’t lose your way back here.” “Let me look at that. Fuck, that looks painful… we need to find something against the infection.” “I need to clean the wound. I’m sorry I don’t have anything to numb the pain. Bite down on something, that should help a bit.” “I can’t feel my feet.” “I’ve never been this cold in my life… We can’t survive this, can we?” “It’s been three days since we last saw land… and we’re running low on food.” “Stop screaming! No one can hear us, you’re just wearing yourself out like this!” “I don’t know if this is edible, but it’s the only thing I could find.” “I’m in too much pain. I can’t make it, I’m just holding you back. You need to let me go.” “If you can’t keep walking, I’m going to have to leave you behind… you know that.” “What if nobody ever finds us here.” “I guess we’re lucky the ship sunk close to shore, but why the fuck does it need to be a desert island?!” “Of all people to get stuck on an island with… Why did it have to be you?” “There should be a river nearby we can wash in.” “I can barely remember what food used to taste like…” “Are you alright? You passed out before. We need to find you something to eat.” “We need to find shelter. We can continue in the morning when it’s light again.” “Tell me you have the faintest idea which plants are edible.” “Just keep talking to me, you’ll be okay. Let me treat your wound.” “How long have you been sitting here?! Do you WANT to get a heatstroke?” “What do you miss the most?” “It can take months for a ship to sail by and even then it’s unlikely they’ll notice us.” “I’m going insane. There’s water. Water everywhere. I can’t fucking do this anymore.” “You need to stay in the shade, you’re already sunburned as it is.” “What was that noise…?” “Can we please stop arguing? We need to work together if we want to survive.” “We are the only two people on this entire island, why are we fighting?!” “We’re the only ones who made it ashore… My name’s [NAME]. Nice to meet you…” “Any idea how to make a fire?” “I wish I’d died in that shipwreck… This is torture.” “On the bright side, at least we’re not alone.” “Whatever you do… don’t think about pizza.” “How long do you reckon we can survive for? A couple of days? Weeks? Months?” “I miss my home. I’m starting to forget what it felt like to sleep in a bed.” “I hope someone thought about my dog/cat…” “What are we going to do when one of us dies…?” “Don’t eat any of that food. I’m going to be sick… I don’t think it’s edible!”
My theory is entropy.
This isn’t supposed to make sense.
That’s the only way I can find to explain you. Explain that I am…
Drowning: While you remain safely on the shore, wondering why I’m all wet
Some stories just don’t have endings–the dissipation of matter beyond its present state, expanding further and further into the far reaches of the unvierse.
I can’t figure this out. I can’t figure out why I can feel all of this, can feel my very atoms being rearranged into loving you, and not be loved back.
I can’t figure out why I’m getting torn apart by the very force that holds humanity together.
How is it that I can go through so much in life, and I am defined by my capability to feel this kind of pain? How is it that I could tell any story, but this is the only one I can’t stop telling?
I know I am contributing to the flux of the universe,
with every broken line.
I am matter, I matter,
is equal to
the weight of the words you say,
the ones I write
My volume is
the sound of my heart breaking.
<b>Cal:</b> What did one ocean say to the other ocean?<p/><b>Mare:</b> I don't know.<p/><b>Cal:</b> Nothing, they just waved.<p/><b>Mare:</b> Cal...<p/><b>Cal:</b> Do you sea what I did?<p/><b>Mare:</b> What the heck...<p/><b>Cal:</b> I'm shore you did...<p/><b>Mare:</b> Why are we friends?<p/><b>Cal:</b> Don't be such a beach.<p/></p>
- The deli on the corner has been abandoned for years. Why do the delivery trucks still show up every Wednesday? Who is moving around behind the dusty window?
- The condos appeared, as if overnight. Nobody moved in, but more condos have appeared since then. They’re multiplying.
- The light shines into your room every night. “Can’t we put that on a motion sensor?” you ask. “It is,” your mother says quietly.
- Rubbernecking on the Parkway; another accident due to the roadwork. You have to stare as they continue building, crushing the smoldering vehicle beneath a concrete pylon. Before the roof goes, two glassy eyes meet yours.
- Everyone joked about the Italian Ice place being run by the mob. “This tastes like blood,” you say without thinking. The man at the counter smiles wider.
- Taking a wrong turn in an unfamiliar town, it’s always unnerving to see people leering at you from their front stoops. It’s worse when they’re not people.
- The whoosh of cars is the only sound you know. It gets louder and louder until your ears ring with it. You’ll never cross the street.
- You struggle to squeeze through the space between yours and your neighbors’ house. It wasn’t this close yesterday.
- “Stronger than the Storm,” a bumper sticker reads. You shudder to think what force of nature might make good on that promise.
- “There’s nothing across the Delaware,” Dad always said, “Nothing.” But some nights you go to the river and, if you look hard, you can see a faint light moving in the empty fields.
- The train speeds through Secaucus Junction, and you catch a glimpse of some night passengers idling on the platform. They don’t seem to notice the twisted, shambling shapes beyond the train station.
- You know there’s a stretch of road that goes through the Pine Barrens, from the shore to Philadelphia. Why can’t you ever remember driving it? Why do you always have a splitting headache after the trip?
- The boardwalk still hasn’t recovered from the storm; all the arcades are dim and closed. But every night at midnight, the calliope music keeps us up for hours.
There are a surprisingly small amount of percy Jackson!malec au
So I ask you to consider:
Magnus as calypso
Oh my god
Just think about it
Alec is on a mission, super important and bad against like, Valentine
And he plans to destroy camp half-blood and take over the
mortal world?? Idk
He wants to wipe out the gods and their supporters???
Think like how luke (not garroway, castellan) got so many
demigod allies thanks to the flawed system mixed with the Circle and that kind
of prejudice, you know?
Alec’s a part of the mission to defeat him
And while he’s not the famous percy or jason kind of hero
like clary or his siblings, he’s more important than he knows
They’re fighting, a battle at sea- valentine’s Andromeda (I mean, both luke castellan
and valentine had an evil boat)
And alec goes overboard, sacrificing himself to save the
and then of course
Alec washes up on the shore of Ogygia
He’s very confused, of course, when he wakes up to a beautiful
stranger with golden cat eyes tending to his wounds briskly and efficiently
But the stranger informs him he is on a magical island and he’s
been knocked out three days
And alec’s like ???
At first, the raft doesn’t show up, because alec doesn’t
necessarily fall so quickly in love
And magnus is closed off, afraid of getting his heart broken
After all, people hadn’t actually washed up on his shore in
He’d decided he wouldn’t do it again, he wouldn’t, he
couldn’t, and soon the visits had dwindled and then stopped
Because maybe even being alone was better than having loved
and lost a thousand times
But then alec came and well
something in me,”
soon they get to know each other and they just-
they can’t help but fall deeply, deeply in love
It maybe takes a while (Although time is different in Ogygia)
Many days of Magnus gardening, painting, telling stories
Days of alec sharing with him, his secrets, his stories
And magnus…. Slowly beginning to trust him with the same
things in return, the same fears and hopes and dreams
It starts with them sharing a bed when one of them has a
And then it grows as alec tries to teach magnus archery, and
magnus teaches him about herbs and potions
As alec tries (and fails) to paint magnus
As magnus shares stories of past people, ranging from funny
to sweet to sad
(I say people because
not all were lovers- after all, love didn’t have to necessarily be romantic.
Apparently friends, counted too. In fact, ragnor, one of the ones who had
stayed the longest, had only ever been a friend, and one of the deepest cutting
losses he’d ever experienced)
As alec tries to teach him to dance (magnus only knows some
very old-fashioned dances, and he’d never been good at them anyway. Meanwhile,
alec claims it’s a lot like fighting, just more… loose. And free.)
As magnus helps him make a new bow, new arrows, out of the
trees and such
As alec tells him that he loves his eyes, that they’re unique and pretty (magnus usually hides them as they tend to freak out his visitors, but after that he hides them less and less)
As magnus gives him a little moonlace flower to take care of
And alec knows magnus has fallen in love a thousand times
But this time- this time it’s different
And maybe alec has insecurities about that but he knows magnus loves him, and that’s what
And it’s just
It’s beautiful, okay?
But the worst part about their relationship,
Is that he has to make
The choice they always
have to make
His family… his friends…. or the man he fell in love with
Because the Fates are fucking cruel
And he knows he has a duty, a job-
But…. the world has jace and izzy and clary and simon and so
Who does magnus have?
Who has ever
chosen him? Who’s ever stayed with him?
Who needs Alec more?
“I just want the
person who loves me to choose me over the world”
“I don’t want the
world, I want you”
Because he tells himself they
don’t need me. Magnus does
The raft comes, and alec looks at it for a long time
And magnus is sad because alec is going to leave him
Alec chooses magnus
It hurts so much, but it’s worth it
And alec looks down at that fucking raft, magnus turns away
because he almost can’t bear watching alec turn his back on him
But then alec sets it
And he’s like “WHAT ARE YOU DOING???”
And alec smiles (a little sadly, he has thought about this- he’d figured that the raft would come at
some point, he’s thought about this, and knows, he knows what he needs to- wants to- do) and says “I’m choosing you”
And magnus doesn’t know what to think, and he can’t help but
begin to cry, not sure if he’s sad or happy, angry or relieved
Alec wraps his arms around him and holds him close and all
magnus can think is no one has ever
chosen me before, no one-
And they’re on this island together
And they love each other so
And on Ogygia, Alec won’t age
Alec knows they’ll likely be together a very long time-
But he can’t ever imagine getting bored of Magnus, imagine not wanting to wake up to his beautiful
face, imagine not wanting to hold him
and love him and keep him
He couldn’t imagine not
wanting to be his forever
Of course, the raft comes back, and each night alec burns it
It’s almost like a ritual
they’re happy together, but every day, alec wonders
are they okay?
His siblings, his
friends, his family….
And magnus worries, because what if alec regrets it??? What
if alec grows to regret this? Regret him? What if he leaves?
He didn’t want to keep him here if he wanted to leave, but
he wasn’t sure if he could bear losing him after getting his hopes up like this
Sometimes, albeit very rarely, a god or goddess will show up
with information- Aphrodite, all sympathetic smiles and bubbly laughter, Hermes
bringing news of the war (Alec finds he enjoys feeding George and Martha-
they’re good conversationalists, too), that kind of thing
(I know the gods aren’t that emotionally involved shut up)
But then, like a while later
the gods free them
Aphrodite fought hard (for the power of true love, of
course), Athena believed it would be a wise strategy (two powerful allies, she
says), Apollo argues for his son’s happiness, Hermes affirms that he has been
visiting Magnus for quite a while and believes him to be no threat
Hades, Artemis, and Dionysus are all in favor
(Apparently Magnus and Dionysus used to be pretty good
drinking buddies, Artemis had grudgingly admired their loyalty to each other-
and alec’s archery skills, and Hades- well, who knew why he chose to support
Demeter, Poseidon, Hera, and Ares are all
Zeus is like ugh no.
But they end up…. deciding to do it (obviously)
And it’s glorious
like one day, they’re eating together, talking quietly and
trading soft kisses and sweet words and then… alec looks over to the beach……
and there’s a raft
and a figure, dark and silhouetted against the rising sun
it’s Apollo, alec’s godly father
and as they approach, magnus’s lips turned down into a
worried frown, and apollo’s grinning widely
they’re standing near the shore, and magnus asks “why are
you here?” and his voice is tight and his eyes are bright with worry
because what if he’s
going to take alec away?
After all, that was the whole point of Magnus’s curse,
That he’d always be alone
That thanks to the parentage he couldn’t control, thanks to
the way he’d been so scared back in the first war and he hadn’t helped either
side, he would always be alone
(as a creature made for love and attention, thriving among
people, among friends- this is the worst punishment they could have imagined)
But now… he has alec
So what if the gods want to take that back???
He’s scared and defensive, and he stands in front of alec
protectively and he doesn’t even notice the sparks dancing on his palms, the
tongues of flame curling around his fingers
Apollo, luckily, is completely unoffended
He’s amused (And not unsympathetic)
But he hasn’t answered yet
And alec brushes past magnus (magnus twitches like he wants
to shove him back right now and protect him, but he can’t) and says “father, i’m
not leaving. Not without magnus. I’m sorry, but I refuse to. I love him.”
And Apollo shakes his head, still smiling, and says slyly,
“I wouldn’t ask you to. No, it’s something else, son”
Alec looks concerned, and magnus steps forward and says, “is
And Apollo grins wider and says “no, nothing’s wrong…. In
fact, it’s the opposite”
Alec looks skeptical, and Apollo gestures to the raft and
says, “table for two?”
After a moment,
alec’s eyes widen and magnus gasps
“You- you can’t mean-?” magnus asked, shocked, and Apollo
gave him a surprisingly gentle smile
“you’re free,” he
replied happily, “both of you”
Magnus couldn’t help
but fall to his knees, feeling weak, knowing he was trembling, but it had been-
it had been so goddamn long
He’d been on this damn island for literally hundreds, thousands of years
And already alec had chosen him, after such a long time of
people leaving him, over and over and over again, but now… now they were going
to be free
Alec is going home.
He’d already reconciled himself with the fact he wasn’t
going home again, wasn’t seeing his friends and family again
But now he would
He would, and he
would with the love of his life
He could introduce magnus to them- and magnus could meet
them, too- and- just the idea, of everyone he loved in one place-
Alec throws his arms around magnus
They were both grinning widely, tears sparking at their eyes
They kiss, but the kiss is messy and full of emotion and it
falls apart under the weight of their love and relief and sudden, crushing hope
Apollo grins, tips
his hat (He hadn’t been wearing a top hat a second ago, but whatever, he was a
god) and says, “pack your bags, kidd-os!”
Magnus has barely anything to pack
A part of him will miss his island
The peace of the gardens, the clear sky, the lack of idiots
But most of him can’t wait to get out and see the people,
To have rain, snow- it
never snowed on the island and it very rarely rained
And he had few actual possessions on the island itself
So he had a small bag and that’s it
And alec had the bow magnus had helped him make and the little moonlace flower
And they step onto the raft together, the wood rocking
unevenly under their feet
And Apollo grins cheerily and waves them off as the raft
begins to speed away
Alec puts his arm around magnus as they watch the island
that had been magnus’s home- his home, and his prison- for so, so long zoom
And it’s a long journey home (they run into two different
sea monsters, somehow)
Okay, but here’s the thing
everyone thinks alec is dead
it’s been like idk a year? Half a year?
I know that in the books he was gone longer than he thought
but I say that the time fluctuation can go either way because I want to
So like he thinks he was gone for like idk a year or two
And for them it’s been like half that
They’re mourning and grieving in their own ways, and they’re
like making battle plans or whatever??
When the alarm goes up
And they get to the beach, expecting an attack
And there’s a raft, washed up on the shore, and two people
clinging to it, kind of wet but grinning and breathless
And it’s alec, alec
and someone they’ve never seen before
You know how I mentioned that it wasn’t always romantic
people who washed up??
What if clary did???
To like blend the canon of magnus knowing little!clary and
of calypso knowing at least one person still alive idk
But I mean like when she was a little kid, before she knew
she was the daughter of some powerful greek god
So magnus had been like chilling, gardening or whatever
And this little
redheaded girl washed up
Like a fucking toddler
And he’s like “good heavens this little girl just fucking washed up on the beach what are the Fates
fucking playing at????”
And he, of course, helps her
And he grows to love this sweet little girl (love what he
could’ve had, love the family he would never have, but also just her- she was
fiery and fierce and strong) which means the raft showed up, like a little
sister or something
He nicknames her biscuit because she keeps eating all of his
(Hermes brings them sometimes and magnus finds he is quite
fond of what he knows about the current mortal world- the wine Dionysus
occasionally brings has certainly gotten better. And later, the diet coke)
but he knew she had loved ones, a family, and so once her
wounds were taken care of, he sent her away on the raft and knew she would find
those people who loved her again
Maybe this is part of her backstory oh my god
Like when she was a kid, she and her mom were attacked by
monsters on a cruise or something?
And she only remembers a kind young man taking care of her,
calling her biscuit (for some reason) then a bobbing raft at sea, then waking
up in her sobbing mother’s arms (“Luke, I just found her, she was on a piece of
driftwood, of all things-”)
Her friends (The ones she’s told about this, anyway)
nicknamed him Biscuit Man
Because she’s the daughter of one of the Big Three and she’s
destined for great things
Which includes weird-ass stories like that
So when these two show up on the beach, soaked, everyone’s
rushing to Alec (“holy shit you’re alive wtf???”) but she’s like “it’s you!”
And he kind of squints like “biscuit?”
And Alec’s like “wait clary’s
And simon’s like “wait that’s
So like alec, someone they thought was fucking dead just sort of shows up
With a minor god
And is like “not dead?”
Izzy nearly punches him
Jace does punch
him (in the arm) and then hugs him and says I’m
glad you’re okay
And he’s like “so this is my boyfriend. Magnus.”
And Chiron (or the Chiron equivalent… Hodge? Idk) is like “Magnus
Bane? Like, minor god, son of one of
the worst Titans, Asmodeous? That Magnus?”
And like Magnus is very confused by the modern world
And he loves every second of it
He’s fascinated with cell phones and the internet
And he actually gets the hang of it pretty fast
(never forget magnus bane is a fucking genius- I mean, for one example, he invented the Portal,
guys, he’s fucking brilliant)
He loves the
latest fashion trends and make-up and stuff
Isabelle helps with that part ;)
And they’re all kind of suspicious at first
But magnus ends up being a pretty powerful ally whom is very
clearly on their side
(just because he spent the past few thousand years on an
island with gardens and paint and shit doesn’t mean he isn’t badass as fuck. He
still works out and practices and shit)
(he also finds Valentine absolutely deplorable)
And he’s a really good friend
And he obviouslyadores
Alec, he looks at him like he’s everything
And Alec looks at him the same way
They’re clearly ridiculously in love
Magnus stays with him at the Apollo cabin (same bed and
everything even though they’re not supposed to- apparently, they’d gotten used
to it) and there was no cabin for Magnus anyway
Sometimes one of the campers will wake and look over,
They’ll see them, curled up together, squished against each
other and the wall in their little bunk bed but perfectly content
A god, albeit
minor (or would it technically be Titan? I’m not actually sure) sleeping
soundly in the arms of their stern, quiet brother, breaths deep and even
It’s almost unbelievable, but it’s right there in front of
Like when they do finally defeat Valentine and shit
Magnus is still immortal, see, but Alec isn’t
They hadn’t realized this when they’d left the islands (the
Fates were still angry, Magnus mutters bitterly) but it was the case
But then Alec (whom had done some ridiculously heroic deed)
pulls a Percy and is offered a favor
That dirty thief, I thought, scowling as I hunched against the early November winds. My fingers felt brittle, like they were about to break off. I pulled my sleeves down as far as they would go.
If only bitterness kept you warm.
In my haste to chase Bunce down, I’d forgotten a coat, so all I had was this sweater I wore way too fucking much. But it wasn’t like I could just go out and buy new clothes, not on this godforsaken island.
If we wanted to get things that didn’t come from fish or livestock, we had to spend three hours of our lives making it down to bloody Ponteland. And if we wanted chocolate, it was damn near a day to get to London.