Disclaimer: I still don't own anything - if I did, I'd only write about Alec and Magnus. Really, who cares about Clary and Jace? Theme sets are taken from the LJ community tentinyfandoms.
Blood
If Alec had been anyone but the love of his life, Magnus would have gotten furious with him for getting blood all over his expensive hand-woven carpet every single time he entered his loft; but this is Alec, whom he loves more than he has ever loved anyone, so he doesn't complain and just drags his boyfriend, who is too exhausted to protest anyway, into the bathroom and helps him wash all the blood and dirt and God-knows-what-else away, thinking that maybe it was time he got himself a blood-red carpet instead to save him the trouble of cleaning up.
Sound
Magnus would never admit it, but he spends his entire day just waiting for the soft sound of Alec's footprints on the steps to his flat, the quiet click of the key, and only then can he really smile again.
Gray
"No, darling, a gray sweater does not count – especially not since this one used to be black and has just faded to this dull and depressing shade."
Tie
Alec swore he would never ever wear a tie again after Magnus had come to the conclusion that he could use this accessory in way more interesting ways than its usual purpose implied.
Clouds
Magnus poked him on the forehead: "Get your pretty head out of the clouds, muffin – I know you're fantasizing about me, but I'd rather you put those dreams into action."
Street
The distance from the beginning of the street to Magnus' flat were exactly two hundred and fifty-four steps; Alec counted them down every time.
Unwritten
"I'm sorry. I know I'm being an idiot. Please talk to me –
...I think I love you."
The letter was crumpled and thrown into the trash can only a second later, joining the other thirty-four discarded sheets of paper that Alec had already torn to pieces.
Light
"You are kidding me, right? How can one of the most powerful warlocks in America insist on sleeping with a nightlight?"
Damage
Sometimes when they fight Alec can see it in Magnus' eyes that he has once again said something that causes another crack in the foundation of their relationship and breaks his heart just a little bit more, which should be impossible because it is already damaged beyond repair.
Silence
Contrary to popular belief, Magnus did not like those moments best when he managed to persuade Alec to go out with him for dinner, or when he threw a party, or when they had sex (although that was great, too, and quite possibly his second-best favourite activity these days), but the quiet moments when they just lay on his bed, limbs intertwined, not saying anything and just enjoying each other's presence.
Reload
"Don't you dare speaking to me until I've filled up my caffeine reserves for the day."
Hands
Before, Alec hadn't liked people touching him; now all he can think of are Magnus' hands wandering over his body, telling stories of adoration and devotion and that cliché type of forever love that still makes him feel dizzy when he thinks about it (or maybe that's just a side-effect of what Magnus' hands are doing to him, but right now, he couldn't care less).
Mirror
Magnus did not only own insane amounts of glitter and clothes, but he was also obsessed with mirrors, making sure he had at least one in every room so that he could live out his narcissist tendencies – to his dismay, Alec drew the line when Magnus began to plan putting mirrors on the bedroom ceiling.
Spark
Sometimes Alec looked at his boyfriend and wondered just how exactly he ended up with a warlock who frequently threw sparks around as if he were a freaking firecracker.
Free
Life is strange, Magnus muses; all his life, he has strived to be free, and he has been, free and independent and uncommitted, and yet he has never felt so free before than after he has given his heart away forever.
Siren
Magnus, Alec decided one day, was like a siren: beautiful and dangerous and alluring, and now that he had heard him calling him he would never be able to leave again.
Night
In the end, the night is all they have – their days are filled with fighting and performing magic and all that comes in between and only when Alec sneaks out surreptitiously in the middle of the night to meet the person he secretly loved can they ever find peace, even if it's only till the sun rises again.
Arrival
Magnus had always been a fan of his grand entrances – clandestinely, Alec was, too.
Blink
'Don't blink – the world might change while your eyes are closed' - and that was just how it happened, and then Alec was dead, gone forever, and all he had left were memories and regrets.
Fight
They were standing in the middle of an almost completely destroyed town that was hardly recognizable as Alicante, the demons were closing in on them, they were covered in blood, entrails, sweat and dirt and yet the only thing Magnus wanted to do right now was to kiss him, because now he realized they had wasted too much time fighting against each other.
A/N.: 20 down, 80 to go...Reviews, please?