I hope this counts as a fill? Characters Castiel - Alec Balthazar - Magnus Bobby - Hodge Ruby - Isabelle Dean - Jace)
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“Come on Castiel it’s just a bit of harmless digging after all why are you so obsessed about it?” the High Warlock, Balthazar was saying as he folded his arms over his chest, his appearance calm. He wasn’t going to admit to a thing.
“It involves me that's why. You don't have to dig on stuff about me you can just ask me...” Castiel muttered.
Balthazar shrugged nonchalantly, “I have no idea what you are talking about Castiel, no idea at all. Now why would I be digging for information about you hmm? I’m certainly not interested in you,” he lied.
Castiel chose to ignore that remark, “Oh really no idea?” he asked as he holds out the papers with his name on it to Balthazar, “Do they look familiar?”
The warlock swallowed, his face still a passive mask as he replied, “No, I have never seen those papers before. Not until you showed me that is.”
Castiel shook his head now rolling his eyes. His patience snapped and he throws the papers at the warlock, “Stop freaking lying will you Balthazar? It's good enough that you've come here to live at the Institute with us. And you're lucky that Dean even allows you to stay here. I for one would have kicked you out the moment I saw you Warlock. So tell me now, why were you searching for information on me?”
Balthazar expected this from him, Castiel was after all a Shadowhunter and like all the other Nephilim his attitude was no different, “Yes, yes the whole Downworlders being inferior issue once again. I should have expected this from you,” he says trying to feel anger at the statement but what he felt was instead a deep sense of disappointment and a dull ache. “I guess I should be counting my blessings and not speaking back to the high and mighty Shadowhunter isn’t that right?”
He turns about to leave the room before he whirls back around, prodding Castiel’s chest with a finger now as he said, “And for your information, Castiel the Shadowhunter you should really think twice before you think so highly of yourself. I am the High Warlock of Brooklyn, not just any random warlock. I don’t have to report to you before I get information on you. I don’t answer to anyone but myself.” He paused then added, “I didn't dig around information regarding you alright? You can ask Bobby about that if you don't believe me.”
Castiel flicked his finger away quickly, trying to quell the shudder that had coursed through him at the Warlock’s sudden touch, “Bobby” he scoffed, “He's a liar. I'm never going to trust a word he says, there’s just something off about him,” he pauses before continuing, “Fine. If you don't want to tell me I'll find it out on my own,” he says as he pushes Balthazar out of his room now, kicking the papers out after him before shutting the door in a haste.
He leans against the thick wooden door now, heaving a sigh, “Fuck. He shouldn't even be here,” he whispers closing his eyes. Castiel can still clearly remember the Warlock’s comment about his pretty blue eyes. He gulps, biting his lower lip as he tried to squash the growing feelings inside him, “He's creepy. Just bear with it Cas. He'll be gone once his home gets fixed…which is I don't know how long. I so do not want to meet him at dinner…”
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Ruby has just finished laying down the last of the cutlery for dinner, smoothing the side of the table cloth from a crease now as she looks at the perfect setting for dinner. Then she yells, “GUYS IT'S TIME FOR DINNER!!!!!” As usual the boys are always the ones that are down first. She watches as Dean, Castiel and Balthazar file into the dining hall. Balthazar, being new to the dinner table casually assumed the position of Dean's usual seat opposite Castiel.
Before Castiel can burst out in protest, Ruby drags him off to the side speaking in hushed tones, “Don't make a fuss about this seating arrangement will you? It's just for a while. Dean will be sitting beside you so it'll be alright. You just have to bear with it for now.” Castiel growled, pulling Ruby’s hand away from where it was on his arm, “He needs to learn that this is our place he's here on our hospitality so he can't just go around taking our seats,” he says loud enough as he shoves past Ruby now and sits opposite the Warlock with an obvious dark mood.
Balthazar fought to keep down the bitter taste of resentment and irritation at the comment but he couldn’t help it, he’d thought Castiel to be so much nicer, “Well, someone's in a bad mood. Wonder who dared to piss off the oh-so-great Shadowhunter today, bet that was one unlucky person,” he says feigning ignorance.
Castiel glowered with anger, forced to keep quiet for the sake of keeping the peace at the table. He knew how Ruby liked to have peaceful dinners, or at least as peaceful as things could get.
“Thank you,” Balthazar said to Ruby when she passed him the jug of juice that she had prepared, “at least some Shadowhunters know how to treat the higher ups with manners.” He didn’t know why but he wanted to see how far he could push Castiel, it was truly amusing. “Now you were talking about the sudden rise in…Ouch! What was that for?”
Castiel smirked at Balthazar’s exclamation, “Oh sorry, that was your foot Balthazar? I couldn’t see it because Warlocks are always making parts of themself go invisible,” he said stifling his laughter together with Dean beside him who was taking a long drink and trying hard not to laugh either.
“Alright this is seriously getting fucked up,” Balthazar said irritated now. Clearly Castiel was ganging up against him with Dean. “Is this how your great Nephilim hospitality is like? I bet even those wayward vampires can do better than you,” he said directing the comment to Castiel before he turned to Ruby, “I must thank you for the meal but it seems that I am not welcomed here by some,” he said glaring pointedly at the two Shadowhunters who were still trying not to laugh before grabbing his plate and standing, “I will be in my room if you need me.”
The moment the Warlock had left the room the two Shadowhunters burst out into laughter. Dean swiping tears from his eyes now before he calmed down, “Well you really hate the guts of that guy huh,” he says pushing the food around on the plate, he wasn’t about to eat it. Ruby’s food wasn’t the best and well the few times he had eaten it, it had only ended up in him having a really bad case of diarrhea.
Castiel was exasperated, “You don't get it Dean! He was checking up on me he just won't admit it. I saw those papers he had about me…with my name and all my information on it. It was creepy as hell. And I don't know…” he paused shaking his head, pushing the food away now. “I'm not hungry.”
“Cas what he spoke was the truth though, the Clave permitted his entry for half the reasons of providing shelter, and the other was to investigate the string of unsolved demon sightings. Bobby’s given him the right to stay here, I guess maybe he just wants to know more about the inhabitants you know?” Dean said taking another drink of the juice, “How about we do some sparring later to work that frustration out?” he asked grinning at the other, he knew a good sparring session would help to take away Castiel’s frustration. It was always the best remedy.
“If he does, I wouldn’t mind if he talked to us, I mean come on Dean, if you found him with papers containing your information wouldn’t you be freaking out?” he asked seeing Dean shrug. He shook his head pushing back his chair now, still confused. If Balthazar had been wanting to know more about the inhabitants of those at the Institute, then wouldn’t he had had other papers on Dean and Ruby as well? Why had there been only papers on him? He decided to take Dean up on his offer, “Sparring it is, lets go,” he says as he grabbed his partner by the arm, pulling him along now in the direction of the combat halls.
Once they were there, Castiel changed into the training gear as he grabbed twin wooden rods, “How about pair training?” he says tossing one of the rods to Dean now who catches it perfectly, “So what're the rules?”
“Hmm, first to three points and no stamina runes. Aim to disable for round one, then round two we aim for the killing shot and–”
Before he could finish the Warlock was once again there in the combat rooms. Castiel acted on instinct, aiming to strike Balthazar. But the Warlock avoided the blow as he teleported to a safer distance wearing a triumphant smirk on his lips. “Watch it Castiel. I’m not part of your sparring terms,” he said. He was intrigued by the fact that the Shadowhunters were not going to use their stamina runes. Well…he just wanted to get to know Castiel so he proposed this, “How about the two of you have a go at each other, without stamina runes. Winner takes me on after that. And I won’t use magic.”
FILL, Team Balthazar/Castiel, The Mortal Instruments AU [Part 1, sort of NSFW]
Characters
Castiel - Alec
Balthazar - Magnus
Bobby - Hodge
Ruby - Isabelle
Dean - Jace)
“Come on Castiel it’s just a bit of harmless digging after all why are you so obsessed about it?” the High Warlock, Balthazar was saying as he folded his arms over his chest, his appearance calm. He wasn’t going to admit to a thing.
“It involves me that's why. You don't have to dig on stuff about me you can just ask me...” Castiel muttered.
Balthazar shrugged nonchalantly, “I have no idea what you are talking about Castiel, no idea at all. Now why would I be digging for information about you hmm? I’m certainly not interested in you,” he lied.
Castiel chose to ignore that remark, “Oh really no idea?” he asked as he holds out the papers with his name on it to Balthazar, “Do they look familiar?”
The warlock swallowed, his face still a passive mask as he replied, “No, I have never seen those papers before. Not until you showed me that is.”
Castiel shook his head now rolling his eyes. His patience snapped and he throws the papers at the warlock, “Stop freaking lying will you Balthazar? It's good enough that you've come here to live at the Institute with us. And you're lucky that Dean even allows you to stay here. I for one would have kicked you out the moment I saw you Warlock. So tell me now, why were you searching for information on me?”
Balthazar expected this from him, Castiel was after all a Shadowhunter and like all the other Nephilim his attitude was no different, “Yes, yes the whole Downworlders being inferior issue once again. I should have expected this from you,” he says trying to feel anger at the statement but what he felt was instead a deep sense of disappointment and a dull ache. “I guess I should be counting my blessings and not speaking back to the high and mighty Shadowhunter isn’t that right?”
He turns about to leave the room before he whirls back around, prodding Castiel’s chest with a finger now as he said, “And for your information, Castiel the Shadowhunter you should really think twice before you think so highly of yourself. I am the High Warlock of Brooklyn, not just any random warlock. I don’t have to report to you before I get information on you. I don’t answer to anyone but myself.” He paused then added, “I didn't dig around information regarding you alright? You can ask Bobby about that if you don't believe me.”
Castiel flicked his finger away quickly, trying to quell the shudder that had coursed through him at the Warlock’s sudden touch, “Bobby” he scoffed, “He's a liar. I'm never going to trust a word he says, there’s just something off about him,” he pauses before continuing, “Fine. If you don't want to tell me I'll find it out on my own,” he says as he pushes Balthazar out of his room now, kicking the papers out after him before shutting the door in a haste.
He leans against the thick wooden door now, heaving a sigh, “Fuck. He shouldn't even be here,” he whispers closing his eyes. Castiel can still clearly remember the Warlock’s comment about his pretty blue eyes. He gulps, biting his lower lip as he tried to squash the growing feelings inside him, “He's creepy. Just bear with it Cas. He'll be gone once his home gets fixed…which is I don't know how long. I so do not want to meet him at dinner…”
Ruby has just finished laying down the last of the cutlery for dinner, smoothing the side of the table cloth from a crease now as she looks at the perfect setting for dinner. Then she yells, “GUYS IT'S TIME FOR DINNER!!!!!” As usual the boys are always the ones that are down first. She watches as Dean, Castiel and Balthazar file into the dining hall. Balthazar, being new to the dinner table casually assumed the position of Dean's usual seat opposite Castiel.
Before Castiel can burst out in protest, Ruby drags him off to the side speaking in hushed tones, “Don't make a fuss about this seating arrangement will you? It's just for a while. Dean will be sitting beside you so it'll be alright. You just have to bear with it for now.”
Castiel growled, pulling Ruby’s hand away from where it was on his arm, “He needs to learn that this is our place he's here on our hospitality so he can't just go around taking our seats,” he says loud enough as he shoves past Ruby now and sits opposite the Warlock with an obvious dark mood.
Balthazar fought to keep down the bitter taste of resentment and irritation at the comment but he couldn’t help it, he’d thought Castiel to be so much nicer, “Well, someone's in a bad mood. Wonder who dared to piss off the oh-so-great Shadowhunter today, bet that was one unlucky person,” he says feigning ignorance.
Castiel glowered with anger, forced to keep quiet for the sake of keeping the peace at the table. He knew how Ruby liked to have peaceful dinners, or at least as peaceful as things could get.
“Thank you,” Balthazar said to Ruby when she passed him the jug of juice that she had prepared, “at least some Shadowhunters know how to treat the higher ups with manners.” He didn’t know why but he wanted to see how far he could push Castiel, it was truly amusing. “Now you were talking about the sudden rise in…Ouch! What was that for?”
Castiel smirked at Balthazar’s exclamation, “Oh sorry, that was your foot Balthazar? I couldn’t see it because Warlocks are always making parts of themself go invisible,” he said stifling his laughter together with Dean beside him who was taking a long drink and trying hard not to laugh either.
“Alright this is seriously getting fucked up,” Balthazar said irritated now. Clearly Castiel was ganging up against him with Dean. “Is this how your great Nephilim hospitality is like? I bet even those wayward vampires can do better than you,” he said directing the comment to Castiel before he turned to Ruby, “I must thank you for the meal but it seems that I am not welcomed here by some,” he said glaring pointedly at the two Shadowhunters who were still trying not to laugh before grabbing his plate and standing, “I will be in my room if you need me.”
The moment the Warlock had left the room the two Shadowhunters burst out into laughter. Dean swiping tears from his eyes now before he calmed down, “Well you really hate the guts of that guy huh,” he says pushing the food around on the plate, he wasn’t about to eat it. Ruby’s food wasn’t the best and well the few times he had eaten it, it had only ended up in him having a really bad case of diarrhea.
Castiel was exasperated, “You don't get it Dean! He was checking up on me he just won't admit it. I saw those papers he had about me…with my name and all my information on it. It was creepy as hell. And I don't know…” he paused shaking his head, pushing the food away now. “I'm not hungry.”
“Cas what he spoke was the truth though, the Clave permitted his entry for half the reasons of providing shelter, and the other was to investigate the string of unsolved demon sightings. Bobby’s given him the right to stay here, I guess maybe he just wants to know more about the inhabitants you know?” Dean said taking another drink of the juice, “How about we do some sparring later to work that frustration out?” he asked grinning at the other, he knew a good sparring session would help to take away Castiel’s frustration. It was always the best remedy.
“If he does, I wouldn’t mind if he talked to us, I mean come on Dean, if you found him with papers containing your information wouldn’t you be freaking out?” he asked seeing Dean shrug. He shook his head pushing back his chair now, still confused. If Balthazar had been wanting to know more about the inhabitants of those at the Institute, then wouldn’t he had had other papers on Dean and Ruby as well? Why had there been only papers on him? He decided to take Dean up on his offer, “Sparring it is, lets go,” he says as he grabbed his partner by the arm, pulling him along now in the direction of the combat halls.
Once they were there, Castiel changed into the training gear as he grabbed twin wooden rods, “How about pair training?” he says tossing one of the rods to Dean now who catches it perfectly, “So what're the rules?”
“Hmm, first to three points and no stamina runes. Aim to disable for round one, then round two we aim for the killing shot and–”
Before he could finish the Warlock was once again there in the combat rooms. Castiel acted on instinct, aiming to strike Balthazar. But the Warlock avoided the blow as he teleported to a safer distance wearing a triumphant smirk on his lips. “Watch it Castiel. I’m not part of your sparring terms,” he said. He was intrigued by the fact that the Shadowhunters were not going to use their stamina runes. Well…he just wanted to get to know Castiel so he proposed this, “How about the two of you have a go at each other, without stamina runes. Winner takes me on after that. And I won’t use magic.”