[Podfic] Mother May I by Umbrie for Abby_Ebon
28 Jul 2021
Author's Summary: Harry is the son of Hades; bad enough, yes - than Percy Jackson made Harry's life - uhm - worse.
A young Bruce Wayne travels to Metropolis to try to gather more information about a mysterious new hero, Superman. After his first attempt—questioning reporter Clark Kent in his hotel room—proves fruitless, he returns to his original plan to meet the man himself. Long aware of a kidnapping plot, Bruce allows himself to be taken captive in hopes that Superman will rescue him. While Superman does make an appearance, nothing else goes according to plan.
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One thing that could be said about the Lightwoods - they were a stubborn bunch. If they wanted something, they usually found a way to get it, even if it meant changing the world to do it.
There was nothing Alec Lightwood-Bane wanted more in life than to find a way to spend the rest of his husband's lifetime with him and be would be damned if he didn't find a way. No matter what it took.
Even if it meant summoning an old Roman God and trying to barter for the deal of a lifetime.
In a world of mundanes and magic, splendor and normality existing side by side, there were countless places where a person could go that was suited for their needs. Magnus Bane had been in practically every type of place there was - both magical and mundane. He owned a place like that. Pandemonium was one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. It was also well known for anyone in the magical community to meet, talk, hook up, and do just about anything else. If there was something you wanted, something you needed to do, Pandemonium had a room for it. All the vices a warlock could need right there in his own building.
So, it would figure Magnus would meet the other half of himself in a random coffee shop where he was supposed to be meeting up with a client, with a grumpy little dragon with the cutest scowl he’d ever seen.
- Part 1 of Tumblr Prompts - Make it Dragons
Slowly, losing the fight against the trembles shaking his hands, Alec unbuckles the archery guard on his wrist, his breathing quickening as he tries to prepare himself for what he knows is beneath. He feels brittle and fragile, as though the loose guard is the only thing tacking the pieces of himself together.
Alec yanks it off and the breath is punched out of him in a wordless sound of pain and loss at the sight of the blank skin beneath, every trace of Magnus, of their marriage, erased as though it's never been, not even the silver scar from when the runes are removed through divorce remaining.
As a true nephilim, Magnus realizes he can bear runes in the time he's without his magic. However, the goal was always to get his magic back.