Tmi oneshots and x readers

Raphael Santiago x reader pt. 1

"Hey sexy," a guy says coming up to the makeshift bar where a sat. his hair was a bright pink and his ears were pointed. 'another Seelie' i think as I turn my head in the other direction.

"hey, I won't bite," he says moving closer to me.

"No, but I will," I snap back.

"Jeez, I was just messing around," he says putting his hands up in defence.

"yeah well, I'm not, go find someone else to 'mess around with'," I snap taking a drink of the bright blue liquid the bartender had sat in front of me.

He walks away and I relax again, only to find another guy walking up to me, the man had brown hair with pink streaks and was covered in glitter. 

"Hey, I saw that guy harassing you, are you ok?" he asks sweetly.

"Yeah, thanks but um who are you?" 

"Magnus Bane, High warlock of Brooklyn," he says showing me his cat eyes.

"I'm Y/n L/n, pathetic warlock of nowhere," I say revealing my angel like wings for only a second.

"Well Y/n I think it's safe to say you can be the pathetic warlock of Brooklyn. If you need to feel free to crash here," He offers.

" Thank you," I say agreeing to his offer.

"Here, I'll show you to the guest bedroom," I pick up my duffle bag from beneath my seat and follow him down the hall and away from the party.

Magnus shows me to my room before returning to the party. the room was a decent size with all sorts of furniture and artwork from throughout the ages some of which I recognise; on the wall hung a large tapestry of wheat fields from a town I had once called home, beneath it was a pot carved and painted with beautiful designs from Greece which had once belonged to me and there was a rug laid across the floor made of the softest wool England had back 500 years ago that had been dyed a deep crimson red.

I dived onto the soft queen sized bed and found my eyelids growing heavy so I gave in to my aching head and feel asleep.

when I wake up I find the blankets have been pulled up over me and my shoes and jacket had been sat at the foot of my bed. I pull myself into a sitting position before eventually decide to get out of bed and get dressed. I walk over to my duffle bag and pull out a pair of black ripped jeans a grey top, black and white flannel shirt and a leather jacket. I then pull on a pair of knee-high black boots and walk out into the main living area to find Magnus sprawled across one of the lounges with a glass of some kind of alcohol in his hand.

"Morning," he says cheerfully.

"Morning, isn't it a little early for alcohol?" I ask.

"It's happy hour somewhere my dear and besides I'm in the middle of a guy crisis."

"Guy crisis?"

"yes, Alec and I are going through something I think, I don't really know. He isn't very good at talking about his feelings," He says clearly as confused as me.

"And Alec would be who exactly?"

"He is a shadow hunter, he lives at the new york institute" He explains.

"Well I'm going to go get some coffee," I say and head for the door.

the first decent coffee store I find; java jones is a small shop but its coffee smells good enough for me to decide to go in. on the inside, there are a fair amount of people with hot drinks and a variety of small treats, seated in chairs and lounges talking between themselves. I get my coffee and try to find a place to sit, I take a seat on a small green lounge next to a boy with messy brown hair and fairly pale skin.

"Hi. I'm Simon," the boy says introducing himself.

"Y/n," I say in reply.

"You're a...a vampire," I say in a hushed tone,"how are you walking around in daylight?"

"yeah, that's a little complicated, what are you?" 

"I'm a warlock,"

we chat for awhile as we drink our coffee's mostly about the down world here in new york and how Simon is friends with shadow hunters warlocks and werewolves, unlike most of his kind. 

"So where are you staying?" Simon asks.

"I'm staying with Magnus Bane, how about you?"

"Hotel Dumont or Dumort - on that note I should be getting back before Raphael gets mad. It was nice meeting you y/n," Simon says rushing off.

I spend the rest of the afternoon walking around the dirty city streets until I find myself stumbling across the hotel Simon was staying at and without thinking I go in.

In the hotel, all the lights are dimmed or off completely and there is no one around, I carefully make my way up the stairs only to find another floor completely empty, but this time I hear a noise; people are whispering, hiding in the shadows.

"Simon?" I call.

"Why are you here warlock," someone says stepping out of the shadows.

"I'm looking for Simon if you can't tell and who are you?"

"I'm Raphael leader of this vampire clan, come with me I'll send someone to go get Simon," Raphael says leading me up another set of stairs.

"You know if you are lying I will kill you," I snap

"good thing I'm not lying in then,"

after climbing about 20 flights of stairs Raphael leads me into a large room with a few lounges, a makeshift bar and a few cluster of random objects here and there.

"Do you want a drink?" he asks wandering over to the bar.

"No I'm right, thank you," I say taking a seat on one of the lounges.

"So I don't believe you have told me your name yet my little warlock," he says taking a seat beside me on the lounge.

"Y/n, not that it matters its not like I'm sticking around," I reply.

"On the contrary, you could stay as long as you want," He says causing me to blush- wait why am I blushing I never blush when a guy hits on me.

"Why? you don't even know me," I say as my eyes trail the lines of his perfect body.

"Sure I do, your name is y/n, you are a warlock and you are friends with a vampire that goes by the name of Simon who can walk in the daylight," he says moving closer to me.

"Why are you being so nice to me aren't you meant to be cruel and manipulative?" I ask staring into his eyes.

"Who says I'm not manipulating you," he grins. He moves closer again close enough for me to feel his breath against my lips.I blush again but don't move back.

"I will still kill you,"

"So kill me," He says before crashing his lips into mine, surprisingly I find myself kissing back.

His cold skin sends shivers down my spine as he pushes me down, flat against the lounge not breaking the kiss at all while he does so.