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“Hermes!” Iris shouted as she stumbled out of the portal, nearly tripping over her dress. “Hermes!”

The townhouse was silent, bathed in dim, late-night shadows. Only then did it dawn on her that she’d just barged into the Leader of the Warlock Council’s house in the dead of night. Damn time zones!

“Iris?” A voice, groggy and curious, drifted from down the hall.

Iris opened her mouth, desperate to warn him of what she’d overheard in Idris. The Council would be furious if they knew she’d spilled to Hermes, but she didn’t care. Warlocks’ lives could be at risk, and if there was anyone who’d act to protect them, it was Hermes.

But for some reason, the words she’d planned so carefully died on her lips as she took in the sight of him.

“Iris?” he repeated, his voice laced with concern as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “Is everything alright?”

Hermes stood in the doorway, blinking sleepily, his hair tousled and out of place, wearing a simple T-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants.

Iris found herself staring.

"Iris?" Hermes said for the third time.

“You’re not wearing a suit,” she blurted, her cheeks instantly flushing.

A chuckle escaped Hermes’ lips. “Did you think I go to bed in a three-piece?”

“Well, yeah, that's how I kinda imagined it,” Iris admitted, sheepish under his gaze.

Hermes cocked his head, his eyes glinting with amusement. “You imagine me in bed, do you?”

-- The shadow world is crumbling because someone changed a canon event and then you have these two lol

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Dearest Tessa,

I write to you to share something I never thought I would get to share with anyone.

Alec and I have adopted a child.

I want to say we found him. But I think he found us.

It’s a warlock, Tessa.

A little baby warlock.

I haven’t seen a warlock infant in a very long time. I forgot how we are just like anyone else when we are babies. Tiny and vulnerable - with a vocal range that can wake up all of Brooklyn.

He is beautiful. He is blue.

He is a beautiful blue.

His eyes are blue too.

Darker than your Will’s. Lighter than my Alec’s.

I wasn’t sure if I should write to you. You know better than anyone what it is like for a warlock to raise a child - to lose one too.

I hope this letter doesn’t cause you any pain. I hope you can find it within yourself to be happy for me.

Because I am happy.

But I am also deeply and utterly terrified.

Not just because this child is already a ball of mischief. He has thrown up on two of my Versace shirts and broken a 19th-century vase.

We named him Max. 

After Alec’s little brother. After a shadowhunter. 

Ragnor would have my head if he were alive. Raphael would have teased me for eternity. 

Alec is utterly in love with Max.

I think I am getting there.

What do I do, Tessa?

I am not afraid of him. No. Not at all.

I am afraid of who he makes me be.

A father.

I have dreamed of love all my life. But not of this kind.

I didn’t know I was destined for something like this. A magic that terrifies me with all its endless possibilities.

This isn’t something I ever imagined for myself.

But as with everything, Alec helps me create magic I never knew I had within myself.

I am so afraid, love.

But I have never been happier either.

What a conundrum. Did you feel this way too?

This child, even with his tiny toes - honestly, how are they so tiny??? - and ceaseless screaming….He makes me happier than I ever imagined I could be.

And trust me, I imagined a pretty happy life.

How is that possible, I wonder.

Immortal life is full of surprises, isn’t it? I wonder what else it has in store for us.

I might be terrified of the little rascal. But he looks at me with nothing but adoration and hope.

I suppose that’s what terrifies me the most.

Will I live up to his expectations? Will I be the kind of bapak he can rely on and be proud of?

Bapak.

I haven’t said that word out loud in centuries.

I wonder if it’s time to start saying it again. I wonder if Max would like it.

I wish I could tell you all the shenanigans my little warlock has already gotten into at the New York Institute. Jace had to get stitches last week, although it was mostly Jace’s fault.

I wish I could tell you everything, darling.

But alas, parenting duties are greater than gossip - apparently.

I must go and help Alec prepare a bottle for our baby.

Our baby.

I am grateful this isn’t a phone conversation for I just let out the most delirious laughter.

Our baby. I have a baby! My goodness! 

Will you be coming to New York anytime soon? I hope you will. Bring Jem too.

I reckon he is just as good at baby whispering as my Alexander.

I know there is much going on in the shadow world. I know there are dark shadows lurking close by.

But I am unable to focus on anything other than this child, who has my universe narrowed down to a single tiny fist.

I love him, Tessa. Even if it terrifies me to the core. I love him so much.

Every time I think I cannot possibly have more love within myself to give to the world, I am proven wrong.

I don’t mind though. I like loving.

I hope the universe keeps proving me wrong.

Will you come to New York then? Will you come see my blueberry?

I cannot wait for him to meet his Aunt Tessa.

Please hurry up.

Yours with love,

Magnus.

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Kit to Ty

Election day: misery, stress, hair-pulling, at least for Americans (and a lot of other people around the world affected by our politics!) So I thought I'd post a distraction; I hope it helps and doesn't annoy!

A while ago I posted the beginning of a letter from Kit to Ty, created for a Kickstarter backer. Here's the full text:

A letter from Kit to Ty, never sent.

Ty, Ty, Ty.

Your name looks strange written out like that. Like an abbreviation. But Tiberius would be so formal. I never think of you that way. Or, I suppose I should say, I never thought of you that way. Tenses matter in these situations, I guess.

It’s late, past midnight, and I’m sitting on the windowsill in my bedroom at Cirenworth. Jem and Tessa gave me one of the best rooms. Of course they did. It has a view out over the gardens. Sometimes I see the ghost of a dog there, a golden retriever I’m pretty sure, running in and out of the flowerbeds. He seems like a pretty happy ghost. I think about how much you like animals and how much they love you, because of course they do. But it’s too late; this dog passed away a long time ago. You probably couldn’t even see him. It’s too late for a lot of things, now.  

I’m still mad at you, and I don’t feel good about that. Maybe if I could forget, I could forgive. But I can’t forget that night you brought Livvy back. I’ll suddenly remember even when I’m thinking about something else. I’ll be in the middle of helping Tessa in the garden and suddenly I’ll turn around and I’m back in Idris. 

I remember I told you I loved you. I remember I told you I would help you, but not if you raised Livvy from the dead. Not if you did necromancy. But you wanted that more than you wanted me.

And I understand that. I’m not angry about that. Here’s what I’m angry about: when you brought Livvy back, you changed yourself. You made yourself a different person than the one I loved. I don’t know the person you are now. You took yourself away from me. I can’t forgive that. And you made me someone who has to keep a secret I never wanted to keep. I was raised by someone who had so many awful secrets, and when I started my life as a Shadowhunter I wanted to do it openly, and honestly. But now I’m just someone else with secrets I can never tell. Just like my dad.

It makes me angry, so angry. I want to yell at you. I wish you were here so I could yell at you.

Kit

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Will we get to see clary and jace in the wicked powers? How are they doing?

Well, at the beginning, they're fine like everyone else! You will see them in TWP — and there's a story about them in Better in Black that also involves Maryse's lost brother (remember, he married a mundane and got his Marks stripped) which I think is really fun.

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235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 14. magnus bane and alec lightwood - shadowhunters

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Headcanon that Max Lightwood Bane actually likes every fruit except blueberries

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I just (consciously) realized Magnus' love language is 'acts of service' and that's why he is always helping everyone and doing things that are not even asked of him and now I am emotional.

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Dear @cassandraclare don't you wanna make another short stories like Better in Black but this time it's about siblings, besties (excluding parabatai)? Such as Isabelle and Jace, Clary and Alec etc.

Imagine Clary and Alec going for tacos together and encounter Janus, what then? 🧍‍♀️

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Mother’s Day

Magnus frowns down at the vase of flowers and rearranges a few. They still don’t look quite right. He snaps his fingers and the red carnations change to a light pink. Better. But maybe a few more roses…

“Those are pretty,” Alec says, emerging from the bedroom to slide his arms around Magnus’s waist from behind and look over his shoulder at what he’s working on, a habit Alec had developed on the days that Magnus was out of bed before him to work on spells for clients. “What’s the occasion?”

“Mother’s Day,” Magnus replies, tilting his head back so he can kiss Alec’s temple. Alec is still sleepy eyed and tousled haired and almost more adorable than Magnus can bear. “They’re for Tessa. Her children aren’t here to send them to her anymore, but that doesn’t mean she stopped being their mother.”

He doesn’t tell Alec about the other vase of flowers he had already sent to Catarina. Magnus knows Alec can be trusted, and he knows Catarina likes Alec, and approves of their relationship, but the secret of her son still isn’t Magnus’s to tell.

Magnus and Ragnor had started doing this for Catarina, and later Tessa, decades ago. Most warlocks never had children, so outliving one’s descendants wasn’t a common topic of conversation in their usual circles. Catarina especially couldn’t talk about the child she had raised, but she had told him and Ragnor once that, even though it was bittersweet, she liked the yearly reminder that someone other that her remembered that her son had existed, and that being his mother had been an important part of her long life.

He and Ragnor used to trade off whose flowers they did every year. This year, it was actually Ragnor’s turn to send Tessa’s flowers while Magnus sent Catarina’s, but Ragnor was gone and couldn’t send them any more than James or Lucie could. So Magnus carefully tucks another chrysanthemum into the vase, determined to continue their tradition, even though he’s sure Jem has something planned for Tessa as well now that he’s free from the Silent Brotherhood.

Magnus feels Alec stiffen behind him in panic, interrupting his thoughts. “Today is Mother’s Day? I need to call Izzy and Jace.”

Magnus shakes his head and chuckles as Alec disappears back into the bedroom in search of his phone to put together a last minute surprise with his siblings for Maryse.

He repositions the roses again– and changes the pale pink ones to a darker shade so they don’t blend in with the carnations– before he’s finally satisfied with the arrangement. He waves a wrist, disappearing the vase from his workbench in a spray of blue sparks to let it appear on Tessa’s kitchen table.

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i’m SOBBING malec you will always be so special

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I keep seeing this discourse about how Louis is not going to like Lestat’s music and it seems to come from the way he was disinterested in Armand’s plays. I think what people don’t seem to get is his disinterest in the plays were signs that Louis wasn’t completely into his relationship with Armand. The show isn’t going to flat out tell you anything, it shows you.

Like yes he didn’t like the plays and when Armand asks him to show up he does but still displays disinterest. Yet with Lestat even when Louis wasn’t completely interested in the same things as him he was always present with Lestat bc he was completely IN that relationship. I think the opera scene is such a great example of this bc when you are in love with someone you are interested in the things that makes you partner happy.

So I don’t think whether he truly likes Lestat’s music matters. He will be completely invested no matter what bc it’s Lestat and Louis is obsessed with that man

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A QUICK LOOK AT SIMON'S BUTT 👀 SHADOWHUNTERS (1.05)

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Alec Lightwood-Bane

Magnus Lightwood-Bane

Rafael Lightwood-Bane

Max Lightwood-Bane

Minerva Lightwood-Bane

A Look into the TLND Lightwood-Banes: Finsta Fun

Happiest of birthdays to @all-the-cool-ones-are-gone. I love you, Alex. I hope this makes your day a lil bit 🧡🧡🧡

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Happy Pride 2022 🌈

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Prompt: Playground

For the By the Angel Bingo hosted by the @malecdiscordserver

Lil AU where malec met as kids and became friends :)

(Dunno if this is a shadow world or mundane AU tho so feel free to decide on your own XD)

A while ago my friend told me she wanted to see malec as children so this was the perfect prompt to draw them this way :D

lil sepia toned (ish) version for funsies cause I felt like it XD