#s: ragnor fell

[karouvas]

absolutely obsessed with the detail that Raphael really liked Tessa and they and Ragnor would meet to have chats as a trio <3

[malec-ao3feed]

I never believed it was true but now it's so clear to me

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/36Pi1Ov by kate_kate Magnus loses his parents and all his Shadowhunter fellows in a massive demon attack to his Institute in Indonesia, so he's relocated at the New York Institute. But why a warlock - and Ragnor Fell no less - takes care of him? Why does he entrust Maryse Lightwood with him? He's not welcome in New York, where a very pissed Alexander Lightwood is in charge of his wellbeing. Magnus is an Omega, a male Omega, rare and beautiful, and Alec is a gay Alpha in the closet. What is it supposed to happen when they meet? And what does Ragnor hide? Words: 2404, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood, Ragnor Fell, Maryse Lightwood, Jace Herondale, Isabelle Lightwood, Other Shadowhunter Character(s), The Angels, Lucifer Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood Additional Tags: Shadowhunter!Magnus, Loss and Grief, Non-traditional Alpha-Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, Omega!Magnus, Alpha!Alec, Magic, Magnus has magic but he doesn't know, curse, The Clave being the usual asshole, But the Angels are unforgiving too, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Male pregnancy (not detailed) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/36Pi1Ov

[tetsunabouquet]

Heir To The Lands Chapter 28

Thoughts About the Future and Thoughts About the Past Masterpost

Dru walked to the booth where a Faerie had pointed her too, the new adres of Ragnor Fell. She approached the stall and was alarmed with the items being sold. From rare talismans to spellbooks on wards. It was a warlock booth dedicated to protective magic and not the scam artist kind. In the blink of an eye, the door behind the stall opened with green little sparks. Dru immediately went for the opening and found Ragnor Fell walking down the staircase, a grim look on his face. "From the Blackthorn look of you, I take it your Tiberius' sister. Welcome." "Look, as much as I'd like to give you an earfull for enabling Ty back then, Livvy's spirit did came with valuable information which is how I got stuck here. Can you help me get back to the Shadowhunters Academy in Exile? As in, sneak me in through a portal to my room?" Ragnor looked at her knowingly, "You came using the tunnel from Faerie at that S-bahn station haven't you?" "I think so." Ragnor rubbed his temples. "And once again Shadowhunter teenagers are at the middle of the brewing storm. Why is it always a bunch of students aged Nephilim?" Dru shrugged as the warlock sighed. "I'll get you to your room if you promise me you'll report to Alec and Magnus immediately." "Well, I can ask the headmaster to arrange a meeting after I'll tell him what happened." She answered. Ragnor nodded in agreement. "That's good, kid. You should be happy you made it out alive." "Trust me, I am." Ragnor hurried to make a Portal and Dru bet he had a feeling he knew why she had been in Faerie and that he was going to talk about her arrival with someone and wanted to do so as fast as possible. However, she did not care because she too wanted to get back as fast possible and let Ty and Kit know she was alright and she had made it back to New York in a surprisingly safe yet extraordinary journey. So she jumped through the Portal the moment it appeared, not wasting a single second to get back to school. Now that's a thought she never would have guessed she'd ever have.

Tessa was resting against Jem, Mina on their laps as they rested in the couch, the boys upstairs. They had sent Emma and Julian away earlier as Emma recovered enough to rest at Blackthorn Hall. Which was almost a blessing, because delivering the news of Drusilla's dissapearance to Julian in person would have wrecked Ty even more. Mina stirred on their laps and seemed to sense their worry because she pouted at them and started shaking her head. "Of course, everything will be alright. It always turns out okay in the end." Jem said, having seen many teens and many tragedies. Tessa hummed and stood up. "I'm going to make some tea. Do you also desire a cup?" "Yes." Jem said, holding Mina close to him on his lap. "You really have your mother's mouth you know," Jem cooed to Mina and Tessa couldn't help but be taken back. For it was the way that Jem held Mina on his lap, that Tessa was reminded of Will all those years ago. In their love for their daughters, they weren't too dissimilar.

A young Lucie was sitting on Will's lap, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling with delight as his daughter told him a story she made up. She was about 7 years old at the time, her imagination and love for stories already rooting itself in her heart. Once Lucie was finished, she looked up curiously at her father, "Did you like it?" Will smiled at her. "Of course I do. Have I ever told you it was your mother's way of words that made me fall in love with her? She wrote the most beautiful letters and I was enarmored immediately with her charm." Tessa sitting across him felt her cheeks heat up a little at the memory of so long ago. "Really?" Lucie asked with a sweet wonder. "Yes. You are so like your mother, you know?" Will said, holding her close.

[mutatiio]

NAME : break.

PRONOUNS : they/them.

NAME OF MUSE(S) : maul, anakin, bode, dryden.

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : discord!! tumblr dms are the worst thing ever.

EXPERIENCE / HOW LONG ( MONTHS / YEARS? ) : i really don't know. i used to use bebo,, over 10 years.

BEST EXPERIENCE : i love my sw experience so far, but when i was younger and had more time i had reaaaaal ridiculous interactions on the dash. i stayed up all night right before the new school year started once. magnus bane and ragnor fell. the rp was them being absolute idiots in a magic duel. they ended up making out which is obviously how every good rp ends-

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : too much irrelevant posts (not really ooc posts but reblogging completely different fandoms from the muses listed. just make a personal blog). claiming your muse is one thing and plotting for something only to completely turn it on its head when we actually start writing. constant negative posting.

MUSE PREFERENCES FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT : any. i don't really enjoy writing smut just for the sake of it. there needs to be something else going on. and i love fluff and angst. they're fun :)

PLOTS OR MEMES : both!! the combo is needed honestly. plotting feels necessary with most of my muses because... three of them don't really have a reason to interact with most other people. so we gotta figure that out first. and then memes are a great way to establish how the characters work together!! and potentially have a thread start from a meme.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : i tend to go long accidentally. my dumbasses don't shut up. i don't expect anyone to match the length. that being said, there's no shame in writing shorter replies. sometimes they can be very freeing. i would actually love some shorter threads. gets things moving quicker.

BEST TIME TO WRITE : whenever the hell brain allows it. sometimes late at night is a great time to quickly draft out my ideas for a reply. then i fix it in the morning (or,,, many mornings later). or sometimes i write over my breaks from classes. i just be thinking all the time and sometimes inspiration hits me in the face. i remember stopping midwalk to draft a reply once.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : in little ways. i'm grumpy like maul. i'm all over the place like anakin. i'm a fucking idiot lighthearted like bode. i'm not like dryden at all. man is a special breed.

tagged by: i stole it. tagging: feel free to steal it and tag me :)

[lavender95]

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/36903463"><strong>All Was Golden</strong></a> (<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/19121197"><strong>In somno veritas (In sleep lies the truth)</strong></a> (11862 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/lawsofchaos"><strong>lawsofchaos</strong></a><br />Chapters: 3/3<br />Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Shadowhunters%20(TV)">Shadowhunters (TV)</a><br />Rating: General Audiences<br />Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply<br />Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood & Isabelle Lightwood & Jace Wayland, Magnus Bane & Jace Wayland<br />Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Jace Wayland, Max Lightwood, Catarina Loss, Raphael Santiago<br />Additional Tags: Literal Sleeping Together, Big Brothers, Jace Wayland is a Lightwood, Protective Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane Deserves Nice Things, Domestic Fluff, Sleepy Shadowhunters, Soft Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Fluff, No beta we die like mne, Alec Lightwood is the Nice Thing That Magnus Deserves, Good Parabatai Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood Deserves Nice Things<br />Summary: <p>Jace blinks, peering at the loft in vague stupefaction. “This,” and Alec’s parabatai’s voice sounds like he’s dragging each noise out from his exhausted mind and forcing it out before he can forget what word he just discovered. “Isn’t the Institute?” The final phrase comes out as a question.</p><p>Alec tilts his head in puzzlement, glancing at his brother as if wondering how he could possibly consider that Alec had taken them there instead of here. “No?”</p><p>Alec’s head moves back to level and he narrows his eyes instead. “We said we were going <i>home</i> after patrol.”</p><p>The ‘<i>ergo</i>, we are <i>home</i> now’ wasn’t said, but it was obvious in implication.</p><p> </p><p>(EDIT: Chapter TWO is the new chapter!)</p> words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/Foodsies"><strong>Foodsies</strong></a><br />Chapters: 30/30<br />Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Shadowhunters%20(TV)">Shadowhunters (TV)</a>, <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/The%20Shadowhunter%20Chronicles%20-%20All%20Media%20Types">The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types</a><br />Rating: Teen And Up Audiences<br />Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply<br />Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Magnus Bane & Ragnor Fell, Magnus Bane & Catarina Loss, Alec Lightwood & Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood & Max Lightwood, Alec Lightwood & Madzie, Max Lightwood & Madzie<br />Characters: Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, Maryse Lightwood, Jessica Hawkblue, Isabelle Lightwood, Ragnor Fell, Catarina Loss, Max Lightwood, Madzie (Shadowhunters TV)<br />Additional Tags: Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Meet-Ugly, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Immortal Alec Lightwood, might not get mentioned but he's immortal, BAMF Alec Lightwood, BAMF Magnus Bane, Canon-Typical Violence, Slow Burn, Iris Rouse comes with her own warning, Warlock Culture & Customs (Shadowhunter Chronicles), Alec is suddenly in charge of too many children<br />Series: Part 1 of <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/series/3056823">All Was Golden - extended universe</a>, Part 1 of <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/series/3959662">All Was Golden - main</a><br />Summary: <p>Alec is almost 6 years old when he meets his soulmate. When Magnus gets his soulmark his 800th birthday has come and gone. Both dreamt of meeting their other half, yet the encounters keep on haunting them.</p><p>"I have no interest in the world you want" he spits out before looking Alec right in the eyes "or in your doubtless repellent brat, I might add".</p>Bookmarker's Notes: <p>I come back and reread this so much</p>

[x-ceirios-x]

desmin

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Basics

Name: Desmin Rige

Places Lived: name it, he’s been

Current Residence: Brooklyn, New York

Birthday: December 3

Age: old

Species: warlock 

Appearance

Hair: dyed black

Eyes: blue 

Height: 6’0

Clothing Style:

Face Claim: Simon van Meervenne

Family

Mother: an old, old demon he’s sworn to secrecy about

Father: dead for a long time

Sibling(s): Eleanor Rige

Closest Friends: Magnus Bane

Romantic Interest: none

Past Relationship(s): many short stints over the years, but he’s never been in a serious relationship 

Personality

Desmin, in short, likes to keep to himself. He doesn’t enjoy being around groups of people, save for a few specific instances, and appreciates his alone time more than most. To strangers and acquaintances, he’s standoffish and cold, clearly disinterested in conversation. When he and Eleanor are working with mundanes or other clients, he prefers to say hello and start working on other orders (cozenages, more like) and let her do the talking, knowing that he tends to make people uneasy. Around friends, he’s similar, though they understand that this isn’t a front, but the way that he is. He struggles to express emotions in a way most people would and is incredibly awkward, which makes him come off as unapproachable. However, those with patience who do want to get to know him know that he’s ingenious, wise, and creative. It may take a while to see past his outer shell, but he’s incredibly complex underneath his hard stare. 

Hobbies: writing, zoning out and listening to music, surprisingly cleaning

Fear(s): losing Eleanor

Downworlder Information

Species: Warlock

Magic Color: purple

Specialization: book-work magic like summoning spells, potions, etc.

Warlock mark: purple skin

Special Abilities: immortality, portal creation to other realms, other general warlock abilities

Favorites

Food: roman arancini

Drink: neat whiskey or usually just water

Color: blue or black

Season: winter

Scent: citrus

Music: 50s-80s rock. All of the genres in between

Time of day: midnight, or just after

Movie: It’s a Wonderful Life 

Background

The twins have been alive for a long, long time. The circumstances of their births were incredibly rare, making them extremely powerful—warlock twins are rare in the first place, but their demonic parent being their mother even moreso. They, as far as they know, are the only people still alive that know her true name or even of her existence. They spent a great deal of time, several centuries ago, wiping her and their names from any documents, legends, anything physical they could get their hands on and charming anyone who’d dealt with her to forget she existed after finally locking her away in her circle of hell. Despite their age, they both refuse to enter the Spiral Labyrinth in fear of her somehow breaking out and coming back to terrorize their world or other possible ones out there. 

Around the time they were trying to hunt down their mother, they met a little boy in the Dutch East Indies (modern day Indonesia). Desmin met the boy at a market by chance, though when he saw him begging for food from a stand, he bought him some and chatted with him for a little white. After poking for information, he found out the boy was an orphan and had been living on his own. Not wanting the boy to suffer, he offered to let him stay with himself and Eleanor. Through an accident with magic and his warlock mark fully developed, they realized the boy didn’t need just somewhere to stay, but he needed training and someone to teach him he wasn’t a monster, just special. Unfortunately, they couldn’t stay stationary for too long. It broke his heart to let him go, but he got in touch with a friend in the Clave who promised he would be well taken care of with the Silent Brothers. Years after, they found out he’d started studying under Ragnor Fell, whom Desmin had always liked and respected, and that the boy had given himself a new name—Magnus Bane. 

Things were quiet. He enjoyed quiet. There was a debacle in London that they helped out with when they were visiting Magnus—not something he wanted to get involved with, but Eleanor’s crashing love life was entertaining for a minute (until he realized how seriously upset she was, then he felt bad for laughing). She swore she’d never date anyone with angel blood again and rolled his eyes, figuring that would fall through the next time she met a Shadowhunter with pretty eyes. To his surprise, she kept her word. 

They lived in San Diego for a while in the forties. Desmin happened to meet a mundane at a bar once—Fabían Suárez, a mechanic he met at a diner once. The two accidentally ran into each other (literally). He apologized for getting motor oil that was on his pants on Desmin’s nice suit and promised to make it up to him, offering to go get a drink sometime. The two became good friends despite their vastly different lives and Desmin had never been as connected with a person other than Eleanor in his life. As they got to know each other further, he realized that he wasn’t just thinking about him in a strictly friendly way, though refused to admit it to anyone, including his sister. Fabían was sent off to the war and Desmin realized he missed him more than anything else in the world. It was the final thing that made him decide to risk everything, despite how things might go, to tell Fabían how he truly felt—then he never came home. He hasn’t been the same since. 

Looking for a fresh start, the two moved to Paris after the war, where Eleanor thrived. He wasn’t particularly fond of it, but he didn’t dislike anything. Caring about anything beyond surface level was hard for him. Eleanor got a boyfriend, Casimir, who he never really liked but chalked it up to everything irritating him. His feeling about him only got worse when Eleanor started pulling away from him, and it was only when he saw hints of bruises under the sleeves of her shirts did he really start paying attention and realized something was wrong. She was keeping secrets, though, and insisted that she was fine, so he couldn’t do much. He begged her not to move in with him but she didn’t listen, only for him to come rushing to her aid on a particularly terrible night when Eleanor called him, more terrified than he’d ever heard her sound before. He tried to stay out of physical altercations and had rarely been in fights, but he was completely prepared to kill a man that night, if not for her pulling him off of Casimir. 

They both decided to have their romantic lives take a back burner for a while and focused on rebuilding their relationship which had taken strain in the past few years. They traveled, did jobs they both enjoyed—Desmin worked as a teacher for a while, did a bachelor's and several master's programs having to do with writing and language, and published several books based on those ideas under pen names—and settled down. They continued to move every ten or so years, around the time people started to ask questions about how he stayed looking ‘so young’, which was about every ten years or so. He continued his usual, very brief and non-committal relationships with people he found interesting, usually fey, though he wasn’t exactly picky. They had few real friends other than Magnus, though they kept good relations with other Downworld allies, like the Seelie Queen, and heads of vampire clans and werewolf packs in the area. 

Around September 2007, they happened to be in New York. After hearing rumors—good and bad—about Valentine, they decided to see Magnus again, wanting to make sure he knew they were around in case he needed something. The three reignited their friendship and picked up where they left off, happy to spend their evenings drinking at home and catching up from the last fifty or so years. 

[malecficlibrary]

All the Right Words by ninwrites*

Chapters: One-Shot Genre: Canon AU Length: 5K - 10K Rating: General Audience Secondary Characters: Izzy Lightwood, Ragnor Fell Secondary Pairings: None Additional Relationships: Alec Lightwood & Izzy Lightwood, Magnus Bane & Izzy Lightwood, Magnus Bane & Ragnor Fell Themes: Dance, Deaf Alec, Domesticity, Family, Fluff, Magnus POV, Relationship Milestones  

Summary:

He wants the chance to fall for Alec, because he’s pretty sure he’s already halfway there, and he doesn’t want to stop.

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a story about falling in love, and the unimportance of spoken word.

[shtotallycorrectquotes]

Magnus: I put odd sign-offs at the end of my letters.

Ragnor: What do you mean?

Magnus: So instead of like ‘regards’ or ‘sincerely’ I say something like ‘with a small dog wearing a hat, (Magnus).' Or ‘with twenty seven damp pea coats, (Magnus).'

Cat: That is an amazing idea, I love you.

Raphael: What the fuck?

Ragnor: Why are you like this…

[rainyhuman]

MALEC Fic Recs II

more fics i’m in love with!!! most of these are magnus-centric bc thats what i like and all based on the show so :)) give them a try and let me know what you think!! 

first part

I'd do anything to have it (but you handed it for free) by @tothetrashwhereibelong - 18k words | date auctioning! | there’s a LOT in this fic and its alllll good | hurt/comfort | college au | friends to lovers!!!! | THIS IS EVERYTHING I LOVE IN A FIC (lêx thank you for this masterpiece <3)

We can go where we want to, a place where they will never find by Ambros - 1.2k words | alec has a bad day and magnus makes it better by just being there <3

How Do You Measure a Year? by rebel_ren - 135k words | neighbor au | human au | friends to lovers!!! | mutual pining bitches | slow burn

Just The Way You Look by everylosttouch - 1k words | canon - compliant | alec cooks and magnus helps | slow dancing <3 | soft boyfriends | this made me tear up akdjsk

Amicus Curiae by @clottedcreamfudge - 33k words | I LOVE THIS AUTHOR AND ALL THEIR AUS | law enforcement au | lawyer magnus and fbi agent alec | banter and shameless flirting and everything good

Chlorine, Love, and Other Chemicals by komhmagnus/ @banesapothecary - 81k words | friends to lovers | swimmer alec and lifeguard magnus | college au!!! | loved it so so so much | PINING BITCHES

broken by design by onalona - 7k words | canon divergent | magnus’ magic loss leads to him losing himself a little bit | emotional hurt/comfort | supportive and loving alec | mental health issues | best fucking fic of magnus' post magic loss depression!!

By the Light of Their Eyes by ch_errywrites - 477 words | post 2x10 | hurt magnus bane | supportive alec lightwood | emotional hurt/comfort | i haven’t seen many fics talking about how magnus would have felt finding out about so many downworlders dying wonder why

You Light Up My Whole Heart by aphroditeversus - 1k words | lazy morning | alec admiring and loving magnus first thing in the morning <3 | 

Aquaphobia by RootsArrow (SparklingDarkAngel) - 2.4k words | emotional hurt/comfort | magnus almost drowns and some revelations ensue 

just hold on (it won't be long) by gingergenowner - 1k words | post edom angst | canon compliant | ik this was written probably about the 3a promo that came out but im going to pretend its post 3x21 bc it fits too well not to

so much more inside me now by gingergenowner - 873 words | post 3x02 | canon compliant | hurt/comfort | alec asks magnus what his mother was like |  alec taking care of magnus <3 my jam <3

the ends of it by @kashew-arts - 1.9k words | canon and a lil beyond in magnus’ pov | emotional hurt/comfort 

the avalanche by @villiageidiot - 16k words | alec’s evolution from emotions are nothing but a distraction to let's get engaged while the world literally burns to the ground | alec lightwood centric | this author's alec characterisation is AMAZING and i love it so much

All Love's Loving Parts by forgetmequite - 16k words | five gifts Alec gave Magnus, five gifts Magnus gave Alec + one time they both gave each other something | author, if you see this, i'm in love with you - your writing is beautiful and i cried 3 times during the course of this heartwarming fanfic

You've Got a Secret, I Guess (Older Than You Look) by aktura - 2.9k words | S O M F T husbands | alec does the math to find out magnus’ age | there’s the banter we love and adore

All These Stumbles and Falls (They Led Straight to Your Arms) by aktura - 907 words | insecure magnus bane | magnus has abandonment issues | edom angst | yeah, just a casual masterpiece

First of a Thousand by CarpeDiemForLife - 1.5k words | best 1x13 'how did they get captured' fic

All Aboard (The Love Train) by coziness - 15k words | human au | trains <333 | amazing showstopping spectacular never the same never done before,,, yes... its just a concept I've never heard of done really well with these two idiots who fell in love so fast sdjnds (as they should)

Miscommunication by @tothetrashwhereibelong - 1.9k words | ragnor comes to the malec wedding!!! | angst and fluff ensues | hurt magnus | protective alec | this is canon!!! this was such a good combination of sad but happy!!

I Put a Spell on You (and Now You’re Mine) by @missyousofar - 11k words | vampire alec and witch magnus <33 | alec falls in love with the witch next door

ok so the last BUT DEFINITELY NOT LEAST fic is not a malec fic but its so good i had to include it

negative space by @tothetrashwhereibelong - 3.4k words | magnus & raphael <333 | amazing amazing amazing magnus and raphael rs dynamic | hurt/comfort | raphael tells magnus he’s asexual

[khaleesiofalicante]

Hey Dani! Random Question:

If you had to classify all of the TSC characters from all the series into different high school categories, how would you classify them?

P. S: Can't wait for you to finish COI and hear your thoughts on the ending. Also enjoy the first half while you still can. The real shit goes down in the second half ;).

Oh I love a good high school au. Okay, here we go! Note some character scan fit into multiple categories. This was fun!!! It’s missing someone peeps because I couldn't find the category for them rn!! I see potential for a high school au. 

THE JOCKS who are way too serious about PE - Jace Herondale, Emma Castairs, Gabriel Lightwood, 

THE ENGLISH LIT STUDENTS who are way too serious about library due dates - Will Herondale, James Herondale, Tessa Gray

THE STUDENT BODY MEMBERS who have all the school rules memorised - Alec Lightwood, Maia Roberts, Charlotte Fairchild

THAT GIRL you go to for emotional support and baked goods - Sophie Collins, Cristina Rosales, Helen Blackthorn, Catarina Loss

THE PROFESSIONAL BROODERS and are probably, most definitely, LGBT - Alastair Carstairs, Raphael Santiago

THE PREFECTS who should be called THE PERFECTS - Gideon Lightwood, Thomas Lightwood, Diego Rosales, Jem Carstairs

THE EXCHANGE STUDENT who has no idea wtf is going on and just wants to go back home - Ragnor Fell, Kieran Kingson

THE POPULAR ONES who are famous for being famous - Magnus Bane

THE ARTISTIC ONES who always have a smug of paint on their forearms or a musical instrument keychain in their backpack - Clary Fairchild, Matthew Fairchild, Julian Blackthorn

THE GAY ONES who just want their gayness to be their only personality trait and always wear rainbow accessories - Aline Penhallow, Ariadne Bridgestock, Woolsey Scott

THE SCIENCE KIDS who would probably end up starting Google 2.0 - Henry Fairchild, Christoper Lightwood, Ty Blackthorn

THE THEATRE KIDS who can lip sync Lady Gaga to perfection - Simon Lewis, Lucie Herondale, Dru Blackthorn, Kit Herondale

THE BULLIES who are somehow all blonde - Sebastian Morgenstern, Jessamine Lovelace, Grace Blackthorn, Camille Belcourt, Zara Dearborn, Valentine Morgenstern, Axel Mortmain

THE FEMINISTS who protect the innocent and defend the week and knee punch the bullies in the nuts - Isabelle Lightwood, Cecily Herondale, Cordelia Carstairs

THE HIPSTERS who listen to music you don’t understand and clothes you can’t afford  - Anna Lightwood

THE STONERS who you haven’t seen in class for the last seven months - Mark Blackthorn

[queenlilith43]

Foreshadowing in TBC

I worked in some fanfic, and then remembered this thing from the Bane Chronicles. I would like to add a TW for canon self-injury, because no matter how much you want to read this theory, I don't want to trigger anyone.

Tag list: (love y'all, tell me if you want to be added or removed!) @the-blackdale @patalliumapples @murderbabies @blueth0rn @herondalesofterrasen @revati3008 @tenacioushubb @pjo-tsc-trc-otherthingstoo @bookeater34 @unorganisedbookshelf @clarys-heosphoros

The Bane Chronicles: The Rise of the Hotel Dumort by Cassandra Clare and Maureen Johnson, first published as an ebook in 2013.

"What are you?

The voice came from nowhere. It was in the room. It was outside. It was in Magnus's head.

'A warlock,' Magnus answered. 'And what are you?'

We are many.

'Please don't say you are legion. Someone's taken that.'

Do you make mirth from the mundane scriptures, warlock? "

Good job Magnus; you're hallucinating. And this is the start of this whole thing.

"He is with us. Now you will come with us. Come to the altar.

'I think I'll pass,' Magnus said. 'I've for a place here I like a lot.'

Remember this is when Aldous Nix was trying to open a Portal to Pandemonium or the Void. So now the voices want Magnus to help them.

"That was interesting. It didn't seem that the demons could come out. If they could, they would have. This was what demons did. But s connection had still been opened. A one-way connection, but still a connection.

Magnus stepped just a tiny bit closer, trying to look for any markings on the floor, anything to tell him how large the Portal was. There was nothing."

Of course there's nothing. The entire Portal is the building you're in.

"Warlock, do you not tire of your life?

'That's a very philosophical question for a nameless and faceless voice from a Void,' Magnus replied.

Do you not tire or eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering?"

Y'all remember Ragnor going a little insane at the start of The Lost Book of the White? This is the same. These voices are asking Magnus if he will be willing to give himself up as immortality looms in front of him.

And this being in the middle of Aldous going crazy only bangs that point into your head.

"Blood . . .

If warlock blood opened the Portal . . . well, warlock blood might be able to close it.

. . . or not.

It was good a guess we any."

What powers does warlock blood hold? And remember: This is Magnus, knowing full well who his father is (and hints dropped in CoLS proves it was canon even before the reveal)makes this a powerful thought.

"'Why would you want that?' Magnus asked. 'Pandemonium has to be a pretty crowded place, considering you're always trying to leave it.'

Would you not know your father?

'My father?'

Yes, warlock. Your father. Would you not know him?

'My father never took much interest in me,' Magnus said.'"

*Raises an eyebrow.* Magnus, Asmodeus loves manipulating you. He just doesn't talk to his dad a lot because Asmodeus is a dick! I don't blame him.

"Would you not know your father, even if you spoke to him?

Magnus stopped on that one.

'No,' he said. 'I don't suppose I would. Unless you are trying to tell me what I am hearing now is the voice of my father.'"

Magnus: Lying through his teeth. Good job, sweetie.

And then things get even crazier.

"You hear your own blood, warlock."

There you have it. In these own words, Magnus is hearing the voices of his own blood, "alight with magic from Hell" tempting him, pushing him over the edge. The Devil inside him is waking up.

"Magnus regarded the levitating slab, the destruction, the remains of the bodies. He also became dimly aware of a presence behind him. Some of the Shadowhunters had come inside and we're looking at the slab, but seemed to hear nothing.

'Magnus?' one of them asked.

'Keep back,' Magnus replied.

Why do you protect them? They would not protect you?"

Well, screw you, voices, because there is a Shadowhunter who will protect Magnus. That Shadowhunter will go to Hell and back TWICE for Magnus. He protects them because he's a good person, and in turn, Alec will protect him, because they love each other.

"Magnus went to the closest Shadowhunter, grabbed a blade, and cut himself.

'You.' He pointed to the Shadowhunter who had shot Aldous. 'Give me an arrow. Now.'

The arrow was handed over, and Magnus tipped it in his blood. Then he rubbed some more blood down the shaft for good measure. He didn't need the bow. He directed the arrow at the slab with all his might, casting every Portal-closing spell he knew.

It felt like he was locked into place, his entire body concrete, time stretched and slow. Magnus was no longer certain where, or maybe even what, he was, only that he was still spell-casting, only that the altar remained, and the voices in his mind were yelling. Hundreds of voices. Thousands of them.

Magnus . . .

Magnus, come to me . . .

Magnus, come . . .

But Magnus held on. And then the slab fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces."

So Magnus did it. He stopped it, with his father calling for him from his blood.

A little insight into the meaning of an eldest curse, and what powers Magnus could have.

I've thought this before, but never really posted this to Tumblr, that Magnus will play a critical role in summoning Lucifer. It will be Magnus whose sacrifice will bring him back, and this time, he won't be able to save anyone.

So what do y'all think? Is this part of Magnus's eldest curse powers? Anything to do with his general powers? What dark side does Magnus have?

I also think Aldous Nix was Belphegor's eldest curse because of Belphegor's power but that's my crackpot theory.

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RAGNOR YVERA Ragnor, daughter of Yvar and Svera, first pup born in Blutothinn. Born: Year 1.  Mate: Lydiya Litters: 3 pups, all lost.  Siblings: Yvthildr Yvera, Ansgar Yvyda, Kvozhe Yvar-Greymane

“Now, you won’t see all that I have to lose -  - all I’ve lost, in the fight to protect it.                          (I wanna break these bones                                ‘till they’re better.)”  Sleeping At Last - “Eight”

“And it said:                       ‘Follow me down,                        to the valley below-                       moonlight is bleeding                                      from out of your                                                           s o u l.’”  Porcupine Tree - “Lazarus”

Yvar and Svera were, despite it all, not quite ready to be parents. They were both anxious, and Yvar stared into the darkness of her mine, listening to Euldis’ voice lap across the whimpering noises of her firstborn children. The pups squirmed at Svera. Three in number, then. Yvar knew what she had to do:  the Evermother demands sacrifice.  Ragnor will never know how Yvar looked at her first. She will never know how Yvar hesitated before picking the second-born, the middle child, to lay upon the altar and dedicate to Euldis, to send to the world beyond.  Yvar agonized over what she had done. The purpose was clear, however: if Yvar herself gave the sacrifice, then no wolf could say she did not know the pain of loss.  Ragnor, overbig and every bit her mothers’ intrepid daughter, got herself into trouble time and time again as a pup. She narrowly avoided death at the hooves of a caribou, but the kill, made by Kvatch, brought food for a week. Still, Ragnor caught herself staring at the colors of sunsets. By day, she trained at Yvar’s side. She learned to kill. To strike where bones broke best. By night, Ragnor gazed at fireflies. She watched the moss glow, deep in the heart of Blutothinn’s lands, where the mine-paths stretched impossibly.  When Ragnor met Lydiya, it was inauspicious: they met eyes through a bush of berries as Ragnor quietly gathered materials for dyes. Lydiya did not meet her as Ragnor, the brutish firstborn; she met Ragnor, the quiet, awkward artist. Along came Lydiya’s brothers, and Ragnor was overjoyed to bring the three wolves, all her age, back to her family, her pack--  -- but it was not to be. The quartet lost the brothers. A bear, driven mad, took the boys apart.  Ragnor took Lydiya to a quiet place, where nobody would find them. She mourned there, with Lydiya, and by the time the duo came back in the pack’s sight, the bond between them had changed. Shortly after Lydiya’s adulthood ceremony (which was only three days after Ragnor’s), they were wed.  But Ragnor, for all her size--    -- she had not been meant to be a mother, she’d say, later, to hide the pain of loss. Three pups. Three dead, gone in the night, to the coughing-sickness. Only Lydiya saw her anguish. Only Lydiya saw the rage, saw the way Ragnor tore into her own forelegs, spattered her blood across the den floor. Only Lydiya sees Ragnor stare into the middle distance, sometimes, watching the pups that nobody else can see. That night, Ragnor swore she would never pray to Euldis again. Not if Euldis took her pups. The evermother, Ragnor snarled, could be damned.  When the Redboar mercenaries came, Ragnor fought alongside the others. She witnessed Helka break, torn apart by a dozen jaws, fighting to the last for the pups that she so loved. Ragnor saw her packmates slaughtered.  When Adalbard Redboar summoned a spirit to finish the job, Ragnor acted faster than any of her pack did. The first-born of Blutothinn forgot her fury at Euldis as she charged down the death-shade. Fang met spectral bone in a sea of blood and breaking bodies and splitting skin. Blutothinn’s thinning numbers crashed against Redboar again.  A final time.  The mountain shook. Bled. Stones fell from the ceiling.  And- Down in the under-dark,  where the Blutothinn pack grew thin and bone-sharp, keening, hungry, Ragnor died.  The spirit took her between the ribs with tusks made of smooth dark stone. They fell, together, into the bottomless depths of the deepest mine-shafts. Ragnor felt the break of her back -- though none but Lydiya know that Ragnor felt every fading heart-beat, in the end.  They found her, a mangled mess of fur and bone, beneath a boulder.  But once the boulder was moved,  she slowly stitched back together --  -- or, well. Close enough.  What she saw, nobody knows.  But Lydiya knows that her faith is back, and stronger than ever.                   ( She also knows Ragnor can no longer feel pain.                     A secret, from the warrior-artist to her wife.                            A blessing, to a dead woman.) 

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Just for you

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/sCOrVjy by Malecfan09 Alec decides to propose to Magnus. They haven’t been going out a whole year yet but Alec already knows that Magnus is the love of his life and he wants to call him his husband. He decides to do it on his birthday with all their family and friends around at a private sitting in Magnus’s flagship restaurant in New York. ****** Words: 4407, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 7 of Can’t fight this feeling Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood, Ragnor Fell, Catarina Loss, Dorothea "Dot" Rollins, Jace Wayland, Raphael Santiago, Other Shadowhunter Character(s) Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Catarina Loss/Dorothea "Dot" Rollins, Alec Lightwood & Jace Wayland Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Chef Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood Loves Magnus Bane, Magnus Bane Loves Alec Lightwood, Marriage Proposal, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Humor read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/sCOrVjy

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Chapters:18/18

Rating:Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane & Alec Lightwood

Characters:Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, Lydia Branwell, Isabelle Lightwood, Clary Fray, Jace Wayland, Simon Lewis, Original Female Character(s), Ragnor Fell

Additional Tags:Stag Nights & Bachelor Parties, Alec Lightwood Deserves Nice Things, Magnus Bane Deserves Nice Things, Eventual Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Hangover, Memory Loss, Magnus Bane & Isabelle Lightwood Friendship, Bisexual Clary Fray, Isabelle Lightwood Ships Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Drunk Alec Lightwood, Drunk Clary Fray, Drunk Isabelle Lightwood, Drunk Jace Wayland, Drunk Simon Lewis, Drunk Lydia Branwell, Drunk Magnus Bane, Drunken Shenanigans, Magical Accidents, Humor, Drunk Alec, Canon Divergence (Minor), Pre-Episode: s01e12 Malec, Episode: s01e12 Malec, Eventual Smut, Light Angst, Dirty Dancing, Girls Kissing, Boys Kissing, Mild Smut, Mystery, Fluff and Crack, Original Character(s), Insecure Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood Needs A Hug, Magnus Bane Is Quite Magical, Endgame Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood Loves Magnus Bane, Magnus Bane Loves Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood Smut, Brunch, Lydia Branwell & Alec Lightwood Friendship, Ghost Ragnor Fell, Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood Kissing, Nothing Hurts, Awesome Lydia Branwell, Magnus Bane is extra af, Jace Wayland is an idiot, Alec doesn't understand mundanes, Alec Lightwood Is So Done

“The bachelor party, the whole night— things got out of control.” He paused, letting out a shaky breath. “We lost Alec.”

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Isabelle throws Alec a 'real' bachelor party before his sham wedding to Lydia, but it devolves into absolute chaos. When they wake up the next morning, they can't remember a thing, and complicating matters worse— Alec is nowhere to be found. Drunken nights have an interesting way of bringing people closer together. Based off the classic comedy 'The Hangover'.

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Finally complete! Feels like the end of an era, and I’m going to try to let myself feel accomplished! Thank you to everyone who came along for the ride, and future thanks to anyone who hops back in <3

Chapters: 66/66 Fandom: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood, Clary Fray, Maryse Lightwood, Raphael Santiago, Luke Garroway, Original Child Character(s), Ragnor Fell, Catarina Loss, Max Lightwood, Tessa Gray, Jem Carstairs, Church (Shadowhunter Chronicles), Original Cat Character(s), Chairman Meow (Shadowhunter Chronicles), Isabelle Lightwood, Jace Wayland, Simon Lewis

Summary:

It’s been three years since Alec Lightwood was stripped of his runes, three years to build a new life for himself as a mundane. Now, he runs a tattoo shop catering to downworlders, where anyone could stumble in.

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After helping prevent the second uprising of The Circle, Magnus Bane traded in his position as High Warlock to pursue his second calling: fatherhood. With two young warlock children, life is far from mundane.

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This story is a slow burn of numerous meet-cutes, generous fluff, and feel-good kid-fic moments. Constant fluff, eventual smut. Lots and lots of smut. Follows a timeline that includes a ton of holidays.

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Chain of Iron Countdown- Hamilton Parodies

Every day until COI release day, March 2nd, I will be posting a new Hamilton parody based on the characters from The Last Hours book series. 

16 Days: WHAT’D I MISS? Thomas= Jefferson 15 Days: MY SHOT  James= Hamilton, Thomas= Lafayette, Christopher= Mulligan, Matthew= Laurens, Charles= Aaron Burr 14 Days: HELPLESS Cordelia= Eliza, James= Hamilton 13 Days: RIGHT HAND MAN Will= Washington

Inspired by: Chain of Gold p. 179- “James half closed his eyes. He didn’t want to look directly at his father and see Will’s distress: his tie askew and his jacket rumpled and his face showing the evidence of a sleepless night.” 

[ALL:] British Mantikhor Demon’s got troops on the water Thirty-two thousand troops with sunlight armor Thirty-two thousand troops with sunlight armor (Thirty-two thousand troops with sunlight armor) When they surround our troops! (They surround our troops!) When they surround our troops!

[CORDELIA:] As a kid new in town, I wished for a war I knew that I was poor I knew it was the only way to [THE MERRY THIEVES] Rise up! [CORDELIA:] If they tell my story I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory or [THE MERRY THIEVES] Rise up! [CORDELIA:] I will fight for this land But there's only one man Who can give us a command so we can— [THE MERRY THIEVES] Rise up! [CORDELIA:] Understand? It's the only way to [THE MERRY THIEVES] Rise up! Rise up! [CORDELIA:] Here he comes!

[ALL:] Here comes the General! [MATTHEW:] Ladies and gentlemen! [ALL:] Here comes the General! [MATTHEW:] The moment you've been waiting for! [ALL:] Here comes the General! [MATTHEW:] The pride of West London! [ALL:] Here comes the General! [MATTHEW:] Will Herondale!

[WILL (ALL):] We are outgunned (What?) Outmanned (What?) Outnumbered Outplanned (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!) We gotta make an all out stand Ayo, I'm gonna need my right-hand man (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!)

[WILL:] Check it Can I be real a second? For just a millisecond? Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second? Now I'm the model of a modern Head of Institute The venerated Welsh Shadowhunter whose men are all Lining up, to object and prosecute Writin' letters to Charlotte Embellishin' my elegance and eloquence But the elephant is in the room The truth is in ya face when ya hear the British weapons go… [ALL:] Boom! [WILL:] Any hope of success is fleeting How can I keep leading when the numbers I'm Leading keep depleting? We put a stop to the bleeding as the demons take Regent’s Park we flee, but see

[WILL (ALL):] We are outgunned (What?) Outmanned (What?) Outnumbered Outplanned (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!) We gotta make an all out stand Ayo, I'm gonna need my right-hand man (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!) Incoming!

[JAMES:] They're battering down the bridges check the damages [MATTHEW:] Rah! [JAMES:] We gotta stop 'em and rob 'em of their advantages [MATTHEW:] Rah! [JAMES:] Let's take a stand with the stamina Angel granted us Herondale won't abandon ship Yo, let's track a Pyxis [MATTHEW: (ALL):] Shh-boom! (Boom!) [WILL:] Goes the demons, watch the blood and the shit spray and… [ALL:] Boom! [WILL:] Goes the demons, we're patrolling all day and… [ALL:] Boom! [WILL:] There's another khor and… [ALL:] Boom! [WILL:] We just lost the poisoned four and… [ALL:] Boom! [WILL:] We gotta close the city quick, we can't afford another war Blades and horses giddyup I decide to divvy up My forces, they're skittish as the British cut the city up This close to giving up, facing mad scrutiny I scream in the face of this mass mutiny: Are these the men with which I am to defend the Enclave? We ride at midnight, London in the distance I cannot be everywhere at once, people I'm in dire need of assistance…

[CHARLES:] Mr. Herondale sir! [WILL:] Who are you? [CHARLES:] Charles Fairchild, Sir Permission to state my case? [WILL:] As you were [CHARLES:] Sir I was an Institute Head temporarily Until I came back to my parents from Paris And well, in summary I think that I could be of some assistance I admire how you keep firing with the British From a distance [WILL:] Huh [CHARLES:] I have some questions, a couple of suggestions on how to fight instead of fleeing west [WILL:] Yes? [CHARLES:] Well [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] Mr. Herondale, you wanted to see me? [WILL:] Jem, come in, have you met Charles? [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] Yes, sir [BROTHER ZACHARIAH & CHARLES:] We keep meeting [CHARLES:] As I was saying, sir, I look forward to seeing your strategy play out [WILL:] Charles? [CHARLES:] Sir? [WILL:] Close the door on your way out

[BROTHER ZACHARIAH] Has something else gone wrong, sir? [WILL:] On the contrary I called you here because our odds are beyond scary Your reputation precedes you, but I have to laugh [BROTHER ZACHARIAH] Sir? [WILL:] Jem, how come I can’t get you on my staff? [BROTHER ZACHARIAH] Sir! [WILL:] Don't get me wrong, you're a healer of great renown I know you tried to stop the poison from the attack downtown Brothers Enoch and Jeremiah wanted to help you… [BROTHER ZACHARIAH] But stay with Shadowhunters? I don't think so [WILL:] And why're you upset? [BROTHER ZACHARIAH] I'm not [WILL:] It's alright, that you don’t fight, you've lost that hunger I was just like you when I was younger Head full of fantasies of dyin' like a martyr? [BROTHER ZACHARIAH] Yes [WILL:] Dying is easy, Jem Living is harder [BROTHER ZACHARIAH] Why are you telling me this? [WILL:] I'm being honest I'm working with a third of what the Clave has promised We are a powder keg about to explode I need someone like you to lighten the load. So?

[ALL except BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] I am not throwin' away my shot! I am not throwin' away my shot! Ayo, I'm just like the City I'm old, silent and lonely! [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] I am not throwing away my shot!

[WILL:] Jem [WILL: & ALL] We are outgunned, outmanned! [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] You need all the help you can get I have some friends. Call on Ragnor Fell And on Magnus Bane, okay, what else? [WILL: & ALL] Outnumbered, outplanned! [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] We'll need some spies on the inside Some warlocks who might let some things slide

[ BROTHER ZACHARIAH (ALL)] (Boom!) I'll write to the City and tell 'em we need supplies, you rally the guys {Whoa, whoa, whoa...} Master the element of surprise (Boom!) I'll rise above my station, organize your information, 'til we rise to the occasion ‘til our salvation. Sir! {Whoa, whoa, whoa...}

[ALL:] Here comes the General! [Hamilton:] Rise up! [MATTHEW & JAMES:] What? [ALL:] Here comes the General! [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] Rise up! [MATTHEW & JAMES:] What? [ALL:] Here comes the General! [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] Rise up! [MATTHEW & JAMES:] What? [ALL:] Here comes the General! [BROTHER ZACHARIAH:] What? [WILL:] And his right-hand man! [ALL:] Boom!