An alt. (Calron) ending to the Golden Tower because it is necessary. Fluff and feels. One-shot. Cover art is my own drawing.

"Why are you being like this!" Tamara yells. "This isn't personal! It's the fairies' fault! That's what they do best! It's not an insult to your father to say he might have been corrupted. Fairies are treacherous beings, Call. They don't know how to be anything else." And that, Call thinks, is the heart of the matter. The source of his hurt. - Or: The Sequel to The Bent Over Tree.

they read the books. SPOILERS! First in the "Reading.." series

One Shot I wrote for school. It's more interesting than it sounds. Calron Hints.

The idea doesn't come right away. After Tamara and Jasper rescue him from the Panopticon, and after Call finds out that Aaron's body is intact, it still takes many months before Call thinks to take a different approach on the matter of souls and how to bring one back. Or: In which Call tries his hand at human transmutation, and something is obtained while something else is lost.

Superado su primer año en el Magisterium, Call tiene sus dudas sobre qué hacer a continuación. Quiere ser fiel a su padre y a sus amigos, pero el asesinato de Drew ha abierto una caja de Pandora que no puede cerrar solo. Este Fanfic está dedicado a aquellos a los que la magia en los libros originales les ha sabido a poco.

"But if I'm–" Call began, but paused. Jasper couldn't see him, but he could imagine just the way he looked at the moment: hands balled into fists at his sides, eyes steely. "If I'm your son, then I killed your other son." "We shouldn't be eavesdropping on this." Jasper thought, but didn't move. Beside him, Tamara's posture stiffened, but she made no move to leave either.

His attention was soon diverted to what the Mirror was showing him, despite his knowledge of tales about people who had gone mad looking into it, and it was in that precise moment Call felt his heart plummet to his stomach. - Or: A Hogwarts! AU, in which the trio goes looking for the Mirror of Erised.

Aaron's stomach sank. Fairy magic was not like a magician's; it was raw and wild, intense to the point of prickling at a mage's nerves. He had never encountered a member of the Fair Folk before, but he recognized the signs of fairy magic from what he'd learned in his lessons; the air was charged with a buzzing energy that filled him with restlessness. - Or: A Magisterium Fairy! AU

He almost doesn't see him, distracted as he is with keeping his eyelids open, but he does catch sight of someone standing to his left. When he looks, the masked man stares back at him and Aaron yelps. He drops his books and scurries away, but when he looks back over his shoulder, the corridor is empty.- Or: Aaron is a child with a war on his shoulders. His mind takes the toll.

'"Yes! I am the Enemy of Death!" The words seem to echo in the clearing and for a moment it feels like Rufus' heart has seized in his chest. All he can do is stare at Callum (Constantine?) kneeling by Aaron's body, his grey eyes bright with tears.' Master Rufus' point of view of the moment Callum reveals himself in front of the Magisterium's Masters and of the events that followed.

If Jasper could, he'd take back each and every time he wished for Call to be out of his way. At night, rolling in bed and trashing in his sleep, Jasper imagines some deity smirking at him and asking: "Are you happy now? Does it taste good like you thought it would?" "No." Jasper thinks. "It tastes like bile." -Or: In which many things have changed since Iron Year, including Jasper.

Where Aaron's birthday was forgotten to his friends at the Magisterium, and Call finds out, and feels incredibly guilty. I couldn't not upload a fiction of Aaron and Call angst. Major CALRON feels. Rated T because of the nagging angel on my right shoulder. ONE-SHOT.

CALLMARA SHIPS! This may have spoilers if you haven't read the Bronze key. PLEZ IM HAVING SOME PROBLEMS WITH A WEIRD / GLITCH SO IGNORE IT. (Grammar and spelling mistakes are not quite fixed)Any Call x Tamara supporters read!

Basically what happens when Verity Torres and Aaron Stewart meet each other in the void. Lots of Aangst and memories. I would like to dedicate this fic to the wonderful tamararajaviforpresident on tumblr :)

Call and Tamara risk their very souls to correct a mistake that has left them reeling. Written immediately after TBK. My interpretation a year ago of what I want to happen.

There is a part of Aaron that wants Rory to remain unsettled for as long as possible. That way, he'd feel somewhat freer; feel like he still had time to learn and change and be a child, not a child soldier. But another part of Aaron wants Rory to settle right that second – Then maybe, things would get clearer. - Or: The second fic in my Magisterium Daemon! AU series

Read the author's note. It will explain this weirdness. A little. I'm sorry if I scar you for life.

Call closed the door and went back to the bed, peeking inside the box. To his surprise, there were letters there. Old letters, with yellowed out envelopes and dates from more than a decade and half ago. And they all said the same thing: From Constantine, to Master Rufus - Or: Seven letters that never reached their destination, and one that, unfortunately, did.

Set 13 years after Call and Tamara graduate from the Magisterium. Tamara and Call organize a reunion with everyone from their year. TBK spoilers in the beginning.

He falls to the ground and hears the sound of a scream, then a struggle. Through the haze of pain, he sees someone moving towards him. He pants, trying to crawl away before they reach him; it's too dark to see their face from afar, but it must be Alex coming to finish what he started... - Or: In which I rewrite a Pretty Little Liars scene, Magisterium style.

"Do you remember Drew?" Call asked, at last. Beside him, Alex stiffened, which Call took as a yes. People tended to act like this when Drew was mentioned . - Or: In a universe non-compliant with The Bronze Key, Call and Alex have a talk about Drew. Maybe it changes something. Maybe it doesn't change a thing.

Sometimes, Call would toss and turn in bed dreaming about what Master Joseph had told him - how Constantine had transferred his soul to baby Callum Hunt's body; how the boy's daemon had become dust the moment the baby's soul had been kicked out; how Eris had reverted back to an unsettled state when Constantine's memories were erased. - Or: A Magisterium Daemon! AU

I had quite a few ideas that weren't long enough to develop into full-story fics. This is a compilation of all these short stories in just one place. Each chapter is an individual story unrelated to the other chapters unless I explicitly say so. The first two chapters: "Do it for Him" and "Two Can Keep a Secret (If One of Them is Dead)" are already up!

"Constantine tried it for years." He said. "Years. And he didn't find a way. He only destroyed other people's lives." He exhaled, shakily. "I'm fifteen. I don't have the slightest idea how I could do it. I don't have his experience, and I don't even have Aaron's body..." Or: In which there's a lot of things Call needs to get off his chest, and Jasper knows it.