#the voicemail of magnus bane

[darcyolsson]

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 she is a fan of much 'yaoi manga'

[carelessflower]

malec as songs from speak now (taylor's version)

Mine - City of Ashes

Sparks Fly - The Red Scrolls of Magic

Back To December - The Voicemails of Magnus Bane

Speak Now - Shadowhunters Season 1 Episode 12

Dear John - City of Fallen Angels

Mean - City of Lost Souls

The Story Of Us - City of Heavenly Fire

Enchanted - City of Bone

Better Than Revenge - City of Lost Souls

Innocent - City of Heavenly Fire

Haunted - City of Lost Souls

Last Kiss - City of Lost Souls

Long Live - Queen of Air and Darkness

Ours - City of Ashes

Superman - City of Heavenly Fire

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[sky-neverending]

Hi! You said you wanted shadowhunter prompts so I have two for you to pick from. You obviously don’t have to write either but if they tickle your fancy:

Magnus apologizing to Alec either post 2x20 or post 3x06/7. We never see Magnus doing the reaching or fixing(the relationship) in the show beyond the early parts of season 1 so I always enjoy him owning up and apologizing.

Or:

Jace (getting his head out of his ass) and making a deal with Asmodeus to repay Magnus. Yes Magnus did it out of love for Alec, but Jace did benefit so I’d like to see it spun as Jace doing the sacrificing. Dealers choice on what and how.

If you don’t like these then it’s no bother! :) happy new year!

sorry this took so long! it.... kind of went out of control and is a long boy, so i'm putting it under the cut. TWS: drinking to cope.

In the hundreds of years he had been alive, Magnus Bane had never been one for apologies. He did what his heart told him to, and despite that heart sometimes beating in the wrong direction, he always followed it in the moment.

So when he texted Alec that he wasn’t coming to dinner, he wasn’t upset with himself. No, the regret didn’t set in until hours later, when he was on his balcony with his second drink nearly finished. 

And when it did hit? It hit like a tidal wave, knocking Magnus back into his senses and bringing a stinging wetness to his barely glamoured eyes. 

He had upset his Alexander. Again. And again, it was his fault. And again, he was letting the first man he had loved in decades take the fall for it. 

Alec was always the one to come begging for forgiveness. He was always the one that showed up at Magnus’s door, determined to set things right. It was never Magnus. 

The warlock could blame his inability to break the tension first on many things. He could blame it on the fact that everyone he loved left him eventually. He could blame it on his years of chasing after Camille, of apologizing for things he didn’t need to. He could blame it on pure stubbornness, a trait he wasn’t lacking in, or perhaps the tragedy that laced his earliest memories. But in the end, there was no one to put the blame on but himself. 

He pulled out his phone, fingers hovering over Alec’s contact. Would the shadowhunter even want to see him? This wasn’t the first time they had argued, but something in Magnus knew that this felt… different. The argument about the whole immortality thing that morning had struck deep, in both men’s hearts. In Magnus’s about the fact that he didn’t want to see another person he loved age and die, and in Alec’s for the idea that he wasn’t good enough for his long lasting lover. 

It was a hard line to toe, immortality. And they had pushed it one too many times. 

Before he could stop himself, Magnus was hitting the call button, pressing his lips together as the phone rang. It let out three steady rings, and then it beeped.

Hello, you have reached the voicemail of Alec Lightwood, please-

Magnus hung up. He groaned, balling his fists at his sides. “Fuck,” he muttered, scrambling to pull up a different contact. “Come on, Isabelle, pick up.”

“Hello?” said a girl on the other end of the line, her voice soothing Magnus’s stress by just a little bit. “Magnus, this better be good.”

He frowned. “You’re mad at me.”

“Not mad,” Izzy said, sighing into the line. “Disappointed. You need to fix this.” She waited for his response. It never came. “Come on, Magnus Bane. Use your damn years of knowledge and figure something out!” And then she hung up, leaving Magnus clutching at his phone, frozen.

With shaky hands, Magnus tucked his device into his pocket and turned on his heel, glancing at Chairman Meow on the sofa. “What do I do?” he asked. 

The Chairman hissed at him. The sound was enough to spring Magnus from his guilt and into action, forming a portal directly into the Institute. 

When he arrived, he was greeted by the blaring of the wards, which he quickly stopped with the snap of his fingers. Shadowhunters surged toward him, but he pushed past, heading straight for Alec’s room.

“Alexander!” he called, knocking on the door. “Alec, I need to speak to you!” 

There was shuffling on the other side of the door. The handle turned, and Alec peeked his head through the small opening he had made. “I’m not in the mood,” he slurred. The stench of alcohol drifted off his tongue. “Go away, Magnus.”

Magnus caught the door with his foot, stopping Alec from shutting it. “Alexander, please,” he begged, nothing but pure desperation in his words. “I messed up.”

“You think?” Alec laughed, running a hand through his messy hair. “We both said some things. We always say some things, and then I come running back to you like a lost fucking puppy who needs his owner.” Pausing, he looked Magnus right in the eyes. “And yet I can’t help it, because I’m so damn in love with you that I think my life without you would be nothing at this point. So I need you to leave before I get on my knees and beg for forgiveness again.”

“Alec,” Magnus whispered, breath caught in his throat. “Alec, please.”

A laugh fell from Alec, drunken and pitiful.”Please what? What do you want from me, Magnus?” His words were bitter, but something in them seemed to be pleading with Magnus to fix this. To mend what had been broken, and not with magic.

Taking a breath, Magnus let his guard fall completely. His eyes glazed over from tears, their dark hue fading into a glowing yellow. He let his apology tumble from his lips before he could stop himself. “Alexander Gideon Lightwood. I messed up. You’re right, we both said things we shouldn’t have. But not coming to dinner was petty on my part, and I wholeheartedly apologize.” He was fully crying now, but he kept his contact with Alec. The other man was staring back at him with a blank face. “I understand if you don’t forgive me. I wouldn’t either,” he laughed dryly, “but all I ask is that you don’t let it fester like you always do. I don’t want you to hurt. That’s the last thing I want. I would do anything to make things right between us, Alec. I’m sorry.” Silence fell over them for a few moments before Magnus sighed, breaking eye contact and lowering his head in defeat. “I’ll go now,” he said sadly. “Goodbye, Alexander.”

He turned to walk away. As he did, Alec shuffled behind him. “Hey, Magnus?”

“Yeah?” Magnus’s voice quivered. 

“Turn around, please,” he asked, and Magnus did as he was told. He looked at Alec through teary cat-eyes. Alec smiled, ever so slightly. The corner of his eyes scrunched up in a way that made Magnus fill with the little hope he had left. “Do you want to come in and talk?”

Magnus exhaled. “I’d love to,” he replied. 

Alec took his hand and led him into the room, closing the door behind them. Magnus looked around. He had been in Alec’s Institute bedroom before, but only in passing. This was different. This was vulnerable. 

There was a half-empty bottle of alcohol on Alec’s bedside table, and Magnus desperately hoped Alec hadn’t been the one to drain it to that point. He hovered awkwardly by the door as Alec collapsed onto the bed, looking up at him through his eyelashes. 

“Come sit,” he said, nearly pleading. “I need you close.”

Smiling softly, Magnus did as he was told. He dropped gently onto the mattress, a few feet away from where Alec was sprawled out. “I thought you were mad at me.”

Alec pulled himself up and took Magnus’s hand. “I was,” he began, “but you're good at apologies.” He sounded tired, words slurring together. Magnus ran his free hand through the shadowhunters hair, pushing it out of his eyes. 

“Am I?”

A giggle left Alec’s lips. “You are,” he confirmed. “But only when you decide to stop being stubborn.” He squeezed Magnus’s hand, the light pressure incredibly grounding. “I need to sleep off this hangover I’m about to get.”

“Of course,” said Magnus. “We can talk more tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” Alec watched as Magnus stood, a pout crossing his lips. “Where are you going?”

Magnus shrugged. “Home,” he answered. “I assumed you didn’t want me to stay here with you.”

The pout turned into a raised eyebrow and pursed lips. “Stop assuming,” Alec said, “and come lay down.”

“Are you sure?” Magnus asked, chest heavy. Why would Alec want to lay with him when he had hurt him so badly? Was he doing it out of pity?

Alec coughed. “I can hear you thinking,” he murmured, patting the bed next to him. “Relationships take effort, right? And you put in that effort to get all the way here and apologize. So come here before I change my mind.”

Surging forward, Magnus slid under the covers next to Alec. His Alec. “You are a wise drunk, darling,” he said, and Alec turned to face him.

“I think you're rubbing off on me,” he joked with a yawn. “Night, Magnus.”

“Goodnight, Alexander,” Magnus responded. “I love you.”

Alec didn’t say it back, he was already asleep. But the smile on his lips was enough for Magnus to drift off as well.

[khaleesiofalicante]

Just reread Voicemail of Magnus Bane in TBC and I forgot how much I loved Clary's, like Clary and Magnus' relationship is seriously underrated. Every time Magnus thinks about seeing her grow up or about how she touched his heart makes me melt almost as much as a mention of 'Uncle Jace'.

CLARY AND MAGNUS BROTP FUCK YES.

I love that line where baby clary asks 'why do you have cat eyes' and Magnus replies with 'why don't you have cat eyes?' 🥺

[ladyoflilies]

OK, I’m not saying Jace and Simon should have been endgame or anything… But… I am saying that there is definitely some unresolved sexual tension there.

I would just like to add to this post by saying this is what I’m talking about:

and I heard Jace hinting about hairbrushes yesterday. Of course, for a badass warrior, Jace is kind of prissy.

Pulled from the voicemail box of Magnus Bane.

Various times throughout this voicemail, Simon can be found bringing up Jace for no reason that I can fathom. Jace does not need to be bought up every three sentences, yet Simon does it anyways.

[onetimetwotimesthreetimess]

Sorry, I've been away so I couldn't keep with your asks and I don't know if someone asked you about what Alec at the voicemail.

BUT

What if Alec said something like "If I make this alive, I'll ask you to marry me, and I hope you say yes. Scratch that, I'll take you to the nearest district office and marry you on the spot. Will you be my husband, Magnus Bane?"

However, Alec didn't survive. He died on that building.

What would be Magnus' feelings?

And yes, it's Satan

Idk if this was supposed to be a question or within regards to the what-if thing I asked for. So I’m writing a what if thing only lol.

He stares at his phone for the longest time, fully knowing it could’ve been days or weeks since he’s been doing that.

There seems to be other important things he should be doing but they don’t matter anymore.

Nothing matters anymore.

He keeps on staring at the voicemail. One last thing he has of Alec.

It feels like if he plays it, there won’t be anything left.

So he hangs on to it like his life depends on it.

And maybe it does.

Magnus hasn’t cried a single tear yet.

He doesn’t feel the need too.

Because people cry when they are sad or tired or happy or pained or anxious or overwhelmed or the million other emotions.

And none of them apply to him because he has no need to cry because crying would mean that maybe he’s happy which he is not—and it feels like he won’t be ever again for some reason. Or that he’s sad which is not true either because there’s no reason to be sad.

Everything’s fine.

Nothing is wrong.

This isn’t the first time he’s going through this.

This isn’t the first time Alec Lightwood has cheated death.

Magnus didn’t mourn Alec then, and, he won’t be doing it now either.

Magnus is not going to cry.

Which is fucking difficult when everyone around him keeps on crying or yelling or shouting.

There hasn’t been a single second in the past two weeks that Isabelle’s eyes haven’t been puffy and red.

Not a single fucking stupid and idiotic joke from Jace.

And it’s like he’s stuck in a isolated room and everyone from outside is yelling at him to get out but he can’t because it feels safer in there.

Safer in the loneliness.

From all the pain that lingers outside.

“Magnus, you need to get ready.” Catarina knocks on his door.

Or Alec’s door.

He’s been at Alec’s place since the fire. Waiting for him to show up.

“For what?”

A wounded noise leave Catarina’s mouth and fire burns inside of Magnus at it—at everyone giving him that look, everyone constantly crying and pitying him, as if he is the one who is being insane here.

Magnus isn’t going insane.

Everyone else is.

Because nothing is fucking wrong.

Catarina sits in front of him and holds his hand. “For the funeral.”

“I am not going anymore.”

He can’t.

He won’t.

“He came back from the dead once. He can do it again. You don’t know him like I do.” Magnus swallows hard.

“There was a body Magnus. Please, you need to accept it.” Catarina pleads.

“I’m not doing shit.”

“Magnus—“

“No.“

“Isabelle and Jace and Maryse would want you there.”

“Why should I be there for them?”

“Because you weren’t last time. And they need you. And because you’re family.” Catarina replies and there’s conviction in her voice.

“They wouldn’t want me there.” His voice breaks.

It’s the thought of them that kind of breaks his heart.

No one has said it but he can see it, feel it. He can sense the hidden hatred in Jace’s eyes and Isabelle’s voice.

They know.

They know why Alec went into that building.

They know who Alec sacrificed his life for.

They know who is the reason for their son and brother’s death.

No one’s saying but Magnus can feel it. Everyone’s wishing that he were there in that casket instead of Alec.

Magnus wishes it too.

“You’re coming to the funeral and that’s it. He deserves that.” Cat announces and that was it.

Magnus tries to resist but then Ragnor and Raphael join her too and he can’t fight their joint force.

There’s no fight left inside of him.

There’s only a well of insurmountable amount of pain that he barely keeps himself from feeling.

He can’t feel it.

Magnus is going to fight with god if he has to but he refuses to feel it.

What does feeling ever get anyone anywhere?

He reaches the venue or is rather dragged there.

Magnus stays behind the entire time—doesn’t meet anyone, doesn’t greet or offer condolences or accepts the ones he gets.

He stands at the back of the crowd like a ghost. Or maybe he is a ghost.

He avoids the Lightwood family like the plague—doesn’t have the strength to see hatred in the eyes of the people he loves.

“You need to say goodbye to him.” Robert comes up to him and speaks, his voice devoid of any emotion.

His throat closes up and it becomes harder to breathe at the words.

“I—I can’t.”

“Magnus—“

Magnus pleads the man. “He’s not dead.”

He doesn’t even realise when Isabelle, Jace and Maryse reach him. They don’t say anything, looking too destroyed and pained for words.

So Robert steps up.

“You need to say goodbye.” Robert tries to say something but then repeats the previous words.

Maybe none of them have any words left.

Ragnor and Catarina and Raphael join too. Asking him to pay his respects.

To say goodbye to Alec.

And Magnus’s resolve breaks and he bursts at everyone because how is he supposed to believe that Alec—his Alec, his heart and soul and everything in between, is dead.

And it’s all because of him.

“I fucking can’t okay?” He yells, “I can’t say goodbye because he is not dead. And if he’s dead then it happened because of me.” Magnus’s all but sobs.

And then there are gentle hands on his face. He shakes his head, not wanting to face the person because he knows who it is and how much she looks like Alec.

“Isabelle—“

“Magnus. Alec did what Alec does. It has nothing to do with you.”

He shakes his dead.

They don’t know the entire story.

They don’t about the fake engagement or that day when Alec left his apartment.

They don’t know fucking shit.

Magnus does and it’s why his entire body feels like it’s been tortured within an inch of his life.

“He did it because of me”. He whispers.

“Maybe.” Isabelle says. “But he did it because this is who he was. Alec is the guy who runs in burning building to save others. There was no stopping him that day.” She adds as her voice breaks too.

Magnus opens his eyes and looking at her hurts him so much. Isabelle was supposed to get married in a few weeks and Alec was going to walk her down the aisle.

He took that from the two of them.

From everyone.

“Why don’t you hate me?” He asks like a child and it feels incredibly selfish to ask this from a family who just lost their strength.

But he does regardless.

“We just don’t.” Isabelle speaks and it seems like she won’t speak further.

It seems cruel to force her to comfort him at the moment so he doesn’t.

They’ve done enough for him.

Magnus’s eyes dart across them.

Isabelle and Jace, who have always been there for him when Alec was away. Annoying him and forcing him to play board games knowing Magnus plans to cheat since he’s a sore loser.

Maryse who brings Indonesian food for him when he misses her mother a little too much.

He takes a deep breath for them.

“Okay.”

Every step Magnus takes towards the grave seems like he’s being hit by collisions after another, his body getting heavier and more pained with every moment.

He moves forward regardless.

He finally reaches the steps and crouches on the ground.

He read the name on the headstone and brushes a gentle finger over them.

Alexander Gideon Lightwood.

Magnus takes out his phone then because it doesn’t seem like the pain will ever stop so he might as well do it now.

He doesn’t believe in last words.

Hates them with every last breath inside of him.

He burned Alec’s letter years ago for the very reason and he planned to do the same with the voicemail but something stops him this time.

He doesn’t know what that is.

Magnus pushes the button on the screen and plays the voicemail and he takes a ragged breath as Alec’s voice takes over.

Every single word further splinters his heart as he hears how Alec asks to marry him fully knowing that he wasn’t going to make out of the building alive.

And trying anyways.

An anguished sob wracks through his body and he falls with his head on the ground and lies there.

Before he knows, rapid tears cover his entire face and he takes huge gasps to breathe but fails to do so.

“Alexan…..Alexander—“ Magnus chants like a prayer, hoping for a miracle.

Strong arms wrap around him and Magnus hides himself in the body, not knowing or caring who it was.

“He died thinking I…I was marrying someone else,” he cries, “He died thinking I didn’t love him when….when that’s the only thing I know how to do.”

For once, no one tells him that it’s going to be okay and he’s glad for it.

He knows it will never get better.

That he’s never going to survive this.

Because how does a body live without a heart?

[arosesstorm]

fate -Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood 

words count: >1k    

gender neutral reader! x Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood

warning: I stan Malec to death but you know, it seemed more angst this way :)

summary: Alec Lightwood was your best friend, Magnus Bane was your lover, but if asked, who would have you chosen?

English is not my first language loves, trying my best, enjoy :)

It didn’t happen in a night, or maybe it did. 

Being the closest thing Clary had of a sister was a thing, but being dragged in a world of monsters was another. 

You were the fist person Clary searched for when she found out about the hidden world, when her mother disappeared and with everyone’s shock they found out you had the sight too. 

It happened so suddenly; you were trying to call Clary again, in vain, your friend had disappeared into nothingness two days prior and you were starting to get anxious. 

As you heard the tone of the voicemail yet again, a mixture of anxiety and fear as you huffed: "just please let me know you’re fine". 

When someone collided with you, their eyes surprised as you looked at him pissed, the fear you were feeling suddenly becoming anger directed at him. 

His lips moving as he breathed "you can see me". 

Little did you know, you met Alec, someone who had so much in common with you it almost was scary. 

It was crazy really, but Alec could swore that the moment his eyes found yours in that busy street of New York, his heart stopped. 

He never saw someone as beautiful as you and he could only remain mesmerized by the way your eyes were strongly disapproving him. 

Funny, but your bravery was the first thing that stroke an impression to him. 

When you entered the institute, training alongside Clary, Alec could do nothing but keep on falling for you. 

Every time a peculiar thing of you emerged, he learned to adore it. 

But it wasn’t that easy, no, it was a nightmare, and only one was the culprit. 

The night you followed Clary in a mission to get her memories back, you met him.

Magnus Bane was the greatest warlock of Brooklyn and you couldn’t help but wonder if you were born to meet him. 

Magnus’ eyes shined the second you entered the room and his humor did not fail to catch you. 

Alec was burning with jealousy when you hold the warlock’s hand after your first mission together, seeking comfort and his eyes fell when he saw you rush to the man laying injured on the floor. 

You liked the warlock, it was obvious, yet Alexander couldn’t help but think that the two of you would have made just the perfect match. 

And he knew that when the two of you talked on the institute’s terrace till dawn you had to feel something. 

Your skin was warm and he knew he was causing it. 

But it didn’t seem to matter much since every time Magnus was around you had the tendency to walk on the clouds. 

It wasn’t until he saw you two training in the gym of the institute that he knew. 

Not only you broke the rules letting him in, but the two of you were fighting in a way Alec found ridiculous. 

His hands catching you by the waist when you made a sudden move, your legs moving swiftly to get to his back only to prove the point you were faster than him. 

His smile as he made a sarcastic comment about your naivety, grabbing you by the arm and carrying you on his shoulders as you laughed. 

When your feet met the ground again, Alec witnessed, heartbroken, as your eyes met while both of you took a step closer, lips touching, body wrapping. 

The rage that burned through-out his body was enough to give him the strength to confess, just as you were excitedly making your way to him, eyes shining as you were to announce your kiss with the warlock. 

Alec’s eyes looked determined as he approached, his stance stable as he reached you, hands clapping your cheeks as he kissed you briefly. 

You were too shocked to move as Alec parted from you a bit, his eyes gazing into yours "I love you" he said "I loved you since the first time I saw you".

He took a breath, and he was gone, leaving you with nothing but confusion as you turned to your left: Magnus was standing there, his eyes compassionate as he turned around too and left. 

He had told you, and you didn’t want to believe him, but you were forced to chose.

Mia

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[pastelwitchling]

My head hurts. I feel like I’m in a perpetual state of numbness, and the numbness cracks only to give way to misery. In other words, here are my thoughts on 4x10. Future rin edit; this one is long, I went on a bit of a tangent, I apologize.

If Michael or Kyle weren’t in the scene, I skipped it. I legitimately don’t know anything going on with the others except who they were working with and that Tezca is indeed good now, apparently, which was a wonderful choice to make with four episodes left. Truly, way to focus on the important stuff during the rest of the season. Marvelous pacing.

Whatever, I don’t care. Like I said, I skipped their scenes. Kyle was great, Kyle was the breath of fresh air I needed. I love Michael loving Alex and wanting to go after him, I really do, but... where’s feral Michael? Where’s the restless cowboy who’s fighting tooth and nail to get his lover back? Where’s the anger, the out-of-control power surges, the frustrated crying? Where is my Michael Guerin? Where is Alex’s Michael Guerin?

I swear, we better get Alex and malex enough in these three episodes to make up for everything.

Let me just get to it, okay? These writers, with all due respect, clearly did not care one way or the other what happens with Alex in the story. There was no effort put in to integrate him into the plot while Tyler couldn’t be there. I’m not complaining that Alex isn’t there. It sucks and I miss him and he’s the reason I breathe, but I can (begrudgingly) understand that Tyler couldn’t be there because of his health problems and he comes first, so fine. But this isn’t about Tyler being absent from the episodes. The very fact that the show uses that excuse as a reason to keep him from the story proves limit-mindedness and--I’m sorry--a lack of talent and creativity.

I saw someone suggest Alex be “in the episodes” since he went missing by communicating with Michael through lights and sounds like he only did in episode 4x08. I thought that was brilliant, and it came from a fan on tumblr who probably put maybe ten seconds of thought into it. You could’ve shown Michael missing him, texting him, leaving him voicemails. I can’t believe that they have the freaking nerve to talk about malex and how much they love them when the one malex scene of Guerin leaving Alex a voicemail was freaking cut so that they could make more time for Maria and Liz worship. I can’t BELIEVE that we had feral Michael for all of two minutes, then him apologizing to Maria and hugging Liz, everything forgiven, even though she was the one that told everyone to KEEP ALEX MISSING A SECRET FROM THE ONLY MAN THAT GIVES HIM ANY COMFORT.

I kid you not, I’ve been awake since 2:30 am to watch the episode and I went to sleep, numb and disassociated, thinking that I wouldn’t have any thoughts to share. And honestly, for the episode, I really don’t. Kyle and Michael were great, the little kybel moment was adorable but I didn’t really care that much with Alex not there, I needed more feral Michael, but the lack of Alex has drained me so that I don’t think I can properly feel anything about an episode until he comes back. That said, wow.

You know, Shadowhunters had a similar storyline to this. Magnus Bane had to go to Edom to save the Shadow World, and more importantly, the love of his life, Alec, but in doing so, it means he’s stuck there and can’t get back. So what do all of the characters do? Well, Magnus has become a dear friend and means a lot to them, not just for the wisdom he’s imparted but for the help he’s given them on multiple occasions. Not to mention, Magnus also means everything to Alec and Alec means a lot to them, too. So it’s a rescue mission. They gear up and decide to go to Edom together to save Magnus.

Clary and Jace are the main characters of the show. Alec and Magnus were sidelined for most of the first season. There are episodes in season 3 where they have a scene for a little over a minute. But when push comes to shove, Magnus is their friend and they are in this together, and that episode is one of my favorites because it doesn’t just have Alec talk about how important Magnus is and maybe doing one thing to try to bring him back. It values friendship and shows the meaning of found family, alongside true love.

What does Roswell New Mexico do after they find out Alex goes missing after an unrealistic amount of time without a hint of Michael missing Alex except for when he got sick and then said that Alex should’ve been the one checking in?

Well. Liz makes a dumb decision, everything is put on halt to save her, and then they bring out this storyline of how something is wrong with Liz and how everyone needs to turn around and help her with that, completely ignoring Alex and whether or not he might be dying in this other dimension. That’s when they’re not worshipping Maria and her nonsensical abilities that really would’ve made more sense with Rosa. Again, why wasn’t Rosa the main character? I feel like she and Michael would’ve led the damn parade through that portal in search of Alex, especially considering how similar the two used to seem when they were teenagers and could’ve been great friends. But they’ve never even spoken to each other in the show, so that’s a bust, I guess.

Yeah, that’s it. I really have nothing else to say. I’m so tired, I’m so sick of this, I’m usually painfully hopeful, even when I don’t want to be, but I’ve lost hope in this show. Believe me, for me, that’s near impossible. But I just want to see Alex. I’m so sick of the writers so eager to show how tolerant they are by forcing Maria down our throats in a role she doesn’t deserve and doesn’t fit, by refusing to let Michael get properly angry and feral for more than thirty seconds because it’s somehow toxic masculinity to fight for the love of your life, and by patting themselves on the back for their supposed work with malex that really shows their complete lack of thought, care, or attention to the couple that most people watch for. All the while, ignoring the queer guy, doing two woc injustice by having them be such selfish, self-involved, greedy, sometimes stupid, horrible people that never get called out for their flaws, and worrying more about how woke they’ll look in every episode instead of worrying about the actual story.

Merlin never needed to talk about Gwen’s skin color or how amazing her accomplishments were because she was a woman. She never had powers, never owned a business, and the only time she wielded a sword was when she was protecting her friend, and Maria DeLuca, for all the screen time, credit, and newfound abilities she gets, doesn’t hold a freaking candle next to my queen.

Oh. And as the biggest Harry Potter fan and a Marvel fan; a) don’t have Maria, of all people, reference my favorite work, and b) you wish you had anything on Dr. Strange. Do not flatter yourself, lady.

Okay. Now I’m done.

[ladyhindsight]

After reading Chain of Gold, I started to have an inkling that I may have to relent and read the companion books because, though I know some of the stuff that happens in them, I don't really have a full image of all that Clare has written about the characters. Though The Last Hours does introduce the Edwardian era kids (once more) despite any earlier writing, it has become increasingly clear that I am supposed to already know them by the time of Chain of Gold. All of which has lead me to a dilemma. I don't know which to read first—Ghost of the Shadow Market or Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy. James Herondale and co. have an uncanny habit of appearing almost everywhere, which sort of leads to this tattered image of whatever these characters are supposed to be. Additionally, because these stories are written during the course of several years in many different pieces, too.

The Mortal Instruments remain unfinished because I've been jumping back and forth with it and all the newer works. And now that I've read Chain of Gold, I figured Chain of Iron couldn't hurt, and since Chain of Thorns is apparently only couple months away anyway. But since I've been pushing away reading TftSA and GotSM, I've pretty much totally messed up any order in which to go through these works. There's sort of a chasm there that I want to bridge back together. I feel like the writing, the stories, are so scattered, notably with all the extras that only exist on the internet or not necessarily made available in all publications. Hence I made a complete list of the TSC works and what I've read (and covered) so far: 

THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS

City of Bones  [Round-up and plot breakdown] ✔️

City of Ashes [Round-up] ✔️

City of Glass [Round-up] ✔️

City of Fallen Angels (on-going) ✔️

City of Lost Souls ✔️

City of Heavenly Fire ✔️

THE INFERNAL DEVICES → A compilation post discussing all the books

Clockwork Angel ✔️

Clockwork Prince ✔️

Clockwork Princess ✔️

THE DARK ARTIFICES      

Lady Midnight ✔️

Lord of Shadows ✔️

Queen of Air and Darkness ✔️

THE LAST HOURS      

Chain of Gold ✔️

Chain of Iron

THE ELDEST CURSES      

The Red Scrolls of Magic ✔️

The Lost Book of the White ✔️

THE BANE CHRONICLES (All read but no separate discussion) → Some posts    

What Really Happened in Peru ✔️

The Runaway Queen ✔️

Vampires, Scones, and Edmund Herondale ✔️

The Midnight Heir ✔️

The Rise of Hotel Dumort ✔️

Saving Raphael Santiago ✔️

The Fall of the Hotel Dumort ✔️

What to Buy a Shadowhunter... ✔️

The Last Stand of the New York Institute ✔️

The Course of True Love (And First Dates) ✔️

The Voicemail of Magnus Bane ✔️

TALES FROM THE SHADOWHUNTER ACADEMY      

Welcome to the Shadowhunter Academy

The Lost Herondale

The Whitechapel Fiend

Nothing but Shadows

The Evil We Love

Pale Kings and Princes

Bitter of Tongue

The Fiery Trial

Born to Endless Night

Angels Twice Descending

GHOST OF THE SHADOWMARKET

Cast Long Shadows

Every Exquisite Thing

Learn About Loss

A Deeper Love

The Wicked Ones

Son of the Dawn

The Land I Lost

Through Blood, Through Fire

The Lost World

Forever Fallen

EXTRAS      

A Long Conversation ✔️

Secrets of the Blackthorn Hall

A Fuckton of Other Writing

This is an eternity project, honestly.

[elettralightwood]

Hi Magnus. This is Alec. Alexander. I guess you don’t want to talk to me. I can understand that. But I really think if we were together…if I could just explain…

-The Voicemail of Magnus Bane

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[gummybearzgocrazyagain]

wait wait WAITTTTTTTT UPPPPPPPP

how on earth haven’t i ever noticed this before

official cover of The Voicemail of Magnus Bane by @cassandrajp

that depicts Chairman being disturbed by the phone’s incessant ringing

magnus’ phone

where it very clearly says UNDER WHICH NAME ALEXANDER IS RECORDED IN MAGNUS’ PHONE BOOK

which is apparently “sweet cheeks”...???

i mean ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

[kavyaraj171]

This is Isabelle Lightwood y'all!!!

“Mr. Bane, I am authorized to contact you on behalf of my client. It is my opinion, and I consider it will be the opinion of the judge, that your actions vis-à-vis terminating your relationship with one Alexander Gideon Lightwood, Esquire, were unlawful. I have in my office witnesses and documentation to prove that you were in fact common law married, and Mr. Lightwood could claim half of your freehold in Brooklyn".

“All right, fine, it’s Isabelle again. "

“All right, my lawyer is Church. But I truly believe that we have a case. And Church has never lost a lawsuit."

-The Voicemail of Magnus Bane

[ceoazula]

“Of course, Ragnor will never pay me my ten dollars, because he was murdered by the Nephilim, due to a conflict between Nephilim that Downworlders were for some reason embroiled in. Just like the conflict  we are currently having, so I suppose you could say that Ragnor died for nothing.

-Raphael Santiago, The Voicemail of Magnus Bane

[khaleesiofalicante]

*knock knock*- I’m here to get hurt again.

OMG OMG THE CURSED SNIPPET SCENE IS HERE OMG- this shit was haunting okayyy

“I’m so sorry. I overslept and I forgot to make breakfast and-”- someone help this boy pls-

I would lose my shit if someone sends me a bag of hair- shits creepy bruh

CAPTAIN HOLT?????? Skshskshwjwjs

“You come back to me when you grow up and learn to be a decent human being who treats people with respect.”- we can do nothing but stan

“You really went from deleting messages in my inbox to telling me about your creepy voicemails.”- SCREAMING

“Neither would do I,” Max points out. “But bapak is not like us. He is all about that self-care.”- I love Magnus Bane so much it’s fucking insane I’m losing it-

Max throws the blanket over him and kisses his head. “I love you. You absolute fucking disaster.”- homeboy redeemed himself

“You ended up getting divorced and hurting your children.” let this man catch a goddamn break.

Okay this is by far my favourite chapter. It was so raw, ugly and painful- this is the shit I signed up for wkwbwkwwskjd

also, do you find it difficult to write on the days you read smth? I wasn’t supposed to read tlnd today bevause I had to write the lrhwy ch but now my brains all jumbled up so if I miss the update I’m holding you personally responsible okay byeeeeeeeee take care. MILO SAYS HI BTW 🐶

song rec for these angsty bitches-

Saving grace by Kodaline

Til summer comes around by Keith urban

okay bye take care- hope you have a great weekend (whatever’s left of it lol ) byeeeeeee 🌻🌸

me trying to figure out what happened between Alec and Rafe two years ago

Not me answering these ask at a work dinner 😎

I love raw chapters too 😬

And yes! It’s always hard for me to write when I read fics (malec ones). Because the characterizations get confusing in my head.

And fine I’ll accept responsibility 😤😤😤

Ily and I can’t wait for you read about Alec and rafe 👀

[my-lady-of-roses]

“I wanted to inform you that your esteemed colleague Ragnor Fell now owes me ten dollars due to a small bet that we made amongst ourselves on the subject of how that absurd liaison would end.

“Of course, Ragnor will never pay me my ten dollars, because he was murdered by the Nephilim, due to a conflict between Nephilim that Downworlders were for some reason embroiled in. Just like the conflict we are currently having, so I suppose you could say that Ragnor died for nothing.”

[dayscrazed]

Red Scrolls of Magic, page 199:

“Alec wondered if loving a mortal was like that to Magnus, bright but brief. Maybe this was all just a a short, insgnificant episode in a long, long story. He wasn’t just an open book, he thought. He was a short one. A slim volume compared to the chronicles of Magnus’ long life.”

The Bane Chronicles: 3 out of 10 chapters of a 400 year-old warlock are ALL ABOUT ONE SHADOWHUNTER!