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                    Jameson  is   PEACEFUL,   when  it  wants  to  be.   There’s  an  underlying  sense  of  serenity  beneath  the  confusion   &   FRUSTRATION   that  simmers  amongst  the  town’s  newest  inhabitants,   and  Magnus  almost  thinks  that  he  might  have  liked  to  spend  a  summer  here,   if  he’d  been  given  a  choice  in  the  matter   ( but  there’s  another  side  of  him  which  suggests  that  this  would  likely  be  a  place  in  which  boring  people  come  to   DIE,   so  the  jury’s  still  out  on  that  particular  decision ).  

                    He’s  spent  days   ---   WEEKS,   almost   ---   attempting  to  find  a  way  out,   a  way  home,   but  his  magic  simply  isn’t  strong  enough  to  withstand  inter - dimensional  travel.   It  doesn’t  mean  that  he’s  given  up,   per  se,   but  even  the  High  Warlock  of  Brooklyn  needs  some  kind  of   RESPITE   from  his  responsibilities  every  so  often,   which  is  how  Magnus  finds  himself  wandering  the  streets  of  the  town . . .   likely  in  search  of  a  place  that  will  successfully  capture  his  interest  long  enough  for  him  to  deem  it  worthy  enough  to  go  inside   ( the  bookstore  a  few  blocks  back  is  currently  the  strongest  contender,   but  even  then,   he  hardly  thinks  that  it  houses  an  extensive  collection  of  texts ).  

                    It’s  only  after  he  passes  by  an  admittedly  enticing  antique  store  that  he  comes  to  a  halt,   but  his  gaze  is  in  no  way  drawn  to  the  windows  of  the  building.   Instead,   his  eyes  travel  in  a  rather   HUNGRY   fashion  across  the  expanse  of  the  figure  who  is  seemingly  walking  towards  him,   and  he  drinks  the  sight  of  the  other  man  in,   as  if  it’s  the  only  thing  keeping  him  alive.   By  the  time  he  regains  his  senses  well  enough  to  push  past  the  frantic   THRUMMING   of  his  heart   &   the  sudden  pool  of  warmth  in  his  gut,   Alec  Lightwood  is  only  a  few  metres  away,   and  Magnus  is  quick  to  stride  forward  and  erase  any  remaining  distance  between  them,   much  too  blinded  by  his  excitement   &   utter  relief   ( or  perhaps,   simply   UNWILLING )   to  notice  the  lack  of  recognition  on  the  other’s  features.          

                    ❝ --- Alexander ?? ❞          

( @vlecs. )

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lxindreamers:

There it was, a rarity to see Jace Lightwood seeking help. Independent, as people would state, Jace hardly sought out the answers from others. He enjoyed the challenge, the way in which it made his mind twist and turn. Somehow he managed to last these many years without help, somehow. “–Excuse me!” His voice rose slightly, almost as if hoping it would catch the strangers attention. “Can I ask you a question?”

                    If  it  had  been  anyone  else,   he  isn’t  sure  that  he  would  have   BOTHERED   to  acknowledge  them.   Magnus,   however,   would  recognise  that  voice   ANYWHERE,   having  shared  a  living  space  with  the  other  for  weeks  on  end,   and  although  his  movements  to  spin  on  his  heel  are  slow,   his  expression  is  far  from  hostile  when  dark  eyes  land  on  the  Shadowhunter.          ❝ You  just  did, ❞          he  points  out,   gaze  glimmering  with  amusement   &   something  that  looks  a  little  like   RELIEF   as  a  result  of  finally  being  met  with  a  familiar  face   ( he’ll  be  damned  if  Jace  picks  up  on   THAT,   though ).          ❝ But  I  suppose  I’ll  allow  my . . .   ELEVENTH   favourite  Shadowhunter  to  ask  another  question. ❞          Does  he  even   LIKE   eleven  Shadowhunters ?   The  topic’s  up  for  debate.          

                    ❝ I’ve  heard  of  inter - dimensional  travel---- ❞          Of  course  Magnus  has;   SEELIES   may  be  forbidden  from  revealing  such  secrets,   but  he’s  come  across  many  demons  whose  hubrises  had  been  rooted  in  tales  of  their  escapades  through  the  Fair  Folk’s  dimensional  doorways----          ❝ But  as  far  as  I  know,  there’s  no  record  of  anything  like   THIS.   People  being  pulled  from  their  own  universes  into  this  town . . .   It  seems  like  an  unprecedented  aberration. ❞          Too  late,   he  realises  that  he’s  likely  acting   TOO   calm,   and  the  warlock  takes  a  moment  to  exhale  quietly  before  waving  a  hand  towards  the  other.          ❝ Are  you  alright ? ❞

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solicitcde:

There’s    a   look    of     vexation   lingering    over   poised   features   ,   book   in   hand    with   brows    snapped   into  a   firm  arch    .    This   whole situation   has   her  boggled   ,    and     definitely   not in   a  good   way   .   Breath    seeps   past   her   lips  as   she   flickers     her    head   towards   other   occupying   the   room   .       “     excuse me  ,   i don’t mean to interrupt  but  i  seem   to   be   incredibly  lost   ——-    do   you   happen   to   know   where    it   is    we   are     ?    “

                    ❝ If  I   FIND  OUT,   you’ll  be  the  first  to  know,   biscuit. ❞          The  nickname  tumbles  from  his  lips  as  easily  as  his  own  title  would,   and  Magnus  allows  his  hands  to  tangle,   fingers  tapping  at  the  monogrammed  rings  positioned  just  past  his  knuckles  before  he  finally  quirks  a  brow,   attempting  to  regain  some  of  his  usual   SPARK   as  he  prepares  to  speak  once  more.   Despite  his  expression,   however,   the  warlock’s  tone  is  somber.          ❝ ----At  the  very  least,   we  most  definitely  aren’t  in   KANSAS   anymore. ❞          The  town  of  Jameson,   however,   seems  awfully   CLOSE,   what  with  its  tight - knit  community   &   the  fact  that  it  seems  to  be  in  an  entirely  different  dimension.   If  he   COULD   portal out  of  here,   he'd  be  long  gone  by  now. 

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is that  MAGNUS BANE  from  THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS?  i think they  DO  remember their past,  but they look about  400.  at first glance,  HE  seems  WISE  yet  MELODRAMATIC.

hello,  all!!!  i’m zelda,  18,  and in the AEDT timezone.  magnus bane is my #1 son,  and i would basically eat an entire plate of broccoli for him.  my portrayal is a mix of three aspects:  the freeform television show,  my own headcanons,  and the mortal instruments series . . .  probably in that order,  if i’m being honest.  i tend to get a bit rambly,  so let’s get straight into this bio! 

BASICS

magnus bane is an immortal warlock.  he was born in the early 1600s in batavia,  to a half - dutch,  half - indonesian mother.  upon realising what his cat eyes  ( or  WARLOCK MARK )  meant once they had surfaced,  she took her own life,  unable to live with the fact that she had bore the son of a demon.  after killing his step - father in the aftermath,  magnus fled to madrid,  where he spent nearly a decade learning to harness his volatile magic.  by the time he was sixteen,  he’d begun lying about his age in order to impress those around him. 

over the centuries,  he spent time all over the world,  making the most of his immortality and performing magical services for his fellow downworlders,  shadowhunters,  and mundanes  ( usually for a hefty price,  of course ).  while having settled in london for a time,  he ultimately found a home in new york city,  and quickly established himself as the high warlock of brooklyn.  for a century,  now,  he has been providing assistance to the inhabitants of the shadow world in the city,  though with some reluctance when it comes to shadowhunters.

some of his distinguishing features are his gold / green cat eyes,  multiple piercings in his ears,  and his extravagant fashion sense.

he owns a cat named chairman meow.

PERSONALITY

POSITIVES:  wise,  brave,  selfless,  driven,  confident,  observant,  prone to striving for perfection.

NEGATIVES:  stubborn,  cynical,  melodramatic,  short - tempered.

HOBBIES:  horticulture  ( particularly when it comes to cultivating plants for his apothecary ),  reading  ( novels,  comics,  ancient texts etc ),  party planning,  exploring the globe. 

HABITS:  taps at / fiddles with whatever objects he finds in his grasp when he's nervous or attempting to make a decision ( eg. books,  a glass,  his rings ).  tends to physically toss away objects he is no longer interested in.  uses an added flourish when performing spells.  often lies about his age. 

ADDICTIONS:  alcohol. 

MENTAL AFFLICTIONS:  ptsd  ( more information on that can be found on my indie magnus here ),   bpd  ( more info can be found here ).

i think that’s about it!!!  honestly,  i love talking about him.  so,  if you have any questions about my portrayal or an aspect of his character,  please hit me up  &  we can have a chat!!  

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your fave is a walking sin — Magnus Bane (5/∞)