Tumblr Prompts II
“No.” Alec says, period and all, as soon as he steps foot in the frat house. He doesn't even need to stand on his tip-toes to take a good look at the whole party since he's taller than most people there, so he simply leans forward to glance at the kitchen and immediately shakes his head: “Definitely not.”
He turns on his heels and manages to take all of zero steps before Izzy's hand clamps down on his bicep, holding him there: “Don't,” she says, clearly a warning, squinting up at him.
Alec groans and throws his head back in protest: “But people,” he says, gesturing at the truly staggering amount of people dancing and drinking and shouting in the main room.
“It's a party,” Izzy says, rolling her eyes; she takes a step forward and drags Alec with her, “What did you expect?”
Alec glances over his shoulder at the room, where someone has apparently decided to strip down and start dancing on a table; he looks back at Izzy, eyebrows raised: “Civility?”
- Part 1 of Tumblr Prompts II
"You are not Ragnor,” he says; there's a miniscule part of his mind that's quickly going over the most gruesome reasons why the Shadowhunter would be standing behind the counter instead of Ragnor – including murder, theft, or a combination of the two –, but the truth is that most of his hangover, foggy train of thought looks more like an endless sequence of the words hot and oh my god.
The Shadowhunter raises an eyebrow: “What gave me away?” he asks, perfectly deadpan, and Magnus might be in love.
- Part 2 of Tumblr Prompts II