#Of magic and mortals

[glacierruler]

Going To school

TWs: prelude to future misgendering

Remember, he's using he/they pronouns this chapter.

Before Virgil walks out of the house, they remember to drink their voice changing potion. This potion lets his voice pass as a guy's voice for 16 hours. Making his dysphoria lessen on days that they feel uncomfortable with their voice. After he's done with that, he makes his way to the bathroom, just to make sure that they remembered to bind their wings as well as his chest. When they're finished making sure everything is perfect, he starts his walk to school. It would be so much faster if I could fly, but I don't need to deal with people today. It takes a while to finish walking to the school, the fairy makes a note to take the bus next time. As they get to the campus, they take a moment to just look at it in awe. There's three buildings that they can currently see, he knows there's supposed to be at least seven on this campus. All of the buildings are this royal blue color with black roofs. The campus area is roomy, and there's lots of space to walk. Virgil makes his way to what looks like a stand up map that's off to the side of one of the paths. As he looks at the map, they make note of the building number of the largest building, 200. Building 200, the building in the middle of the three visible buildings, probably one of the biggest buildings on campus, is the library. I'll be spending a lot of time in there. They find out that the building he needs to go to is building 400. It's the same building that has the café in it, if he remembers correctly. Starting to walk towards the building, Virgil opens up his phone and plays music. They would've done so earlier, but better safe than sorry. The campus is empty, but that's to be expected because summer break isn't over yet, it ends next week. They do see a few people on campus, but it's comfy enough, not very crowded. It's probably packed here when it's not just summer hours. Virgil makes his way to building 400, through the window he sees a surprising amount of people in the café area, making him a bit anxious. It's alright, as long as no one asks about my hair I should be fine. I should really buy some of that chemical free hair dye soon. He opens the doors and makes his way through the café area and to the other portion of the building, that holds the admission offices, without getting any comments. A few people took the time to glance at them, but no one came up and asked him anything. Once he gets to the admissions office, he looks to see no line. I thought there would be more people, considering it's only one week until the start of the school year. He walks through the line area, and comes up to the front desk of this area. Noticing that no one is there, they ring the bell thing that's there. As they wait, for a minute, they notice this cute college aged student walk up to the desk. From what Virgil can tell they're human, and look more masculine. They're taller than Virgil, but that's not a surprise. They have honey colored skin, and look a lot like the guy from the bar earlier, but nicer. And without a fake mustache. "And who might you be?" Their voice was as sweet as honey too.

"The names Virgil Storm."

"Roman Reemes. Nice to meet you, why are you at the admissions office?" Roman, such a pretty name. He might start visiting the admissions office if it meant he got to see this cute guy more often. Good job, going and getting a crush on a person that you just met Virgil, great job at that. Virgil thought sarcastically.

"I'm here about registering for classes, I just got the mail yesterday that I'm accepted here." 

"Alright, let me take you to a side room, so that I can take your picture for your school I.D. Then we'll sort as much as we can out here, and I'll send you to the people to set up your schedule. Do you have your school email?"

"No, where would I find that?" Virgil was doing all he could to keep his cool, but he just wanted to get lost in the words that Roman was saying. Snap out of it.

"Here, I'll write it down, and then we'll step into the side room and I'll take your picture for the student I.D."

"Okay." Virgil watches as Roman writes down the name of a website to go to. Their handwriting is so pretty.

"Alright just step into the room to your left there." Roman says, opening a door for Virgil to go in through. Stepping into the room, Roman motions towards the chair in front of the camera. As Virgil sits down, he fidgets a bit, trying to feel comfortable, and not really succeeding. "Tell me when you're ready."

Virgil takes a few deep breaths in and out, "I'm ready." Surprised at how calmly he said that he sits still and gives a nervous smile towards the camera.

"3, 2, 1." Roman presses a button, and a bright light flashes in Virgil's eyes.

It takes about a minute for the student I.D. card to print. After that, Roman leads him back to the admissions area. "Alright, now I'm going to need your pronouns to enter into the system."

"Yeah, sure, he/him."

"Okay, now to get your schedule, you'll need to head upstairs, and you'll see the person at the desk, and sign in there. Then you'll pick out your classes and times."

"Thanks." Virgil was reluctant to leave, but they really should. They'd like to at least have a chance at taking the classes that they need to become a fairy doctor.

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[justaz]

merlin (immortal) giving arthur (pendragon) the only blade that could kill him

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 282

Billy is… having a lot of fun actually. Which isn’t something he was expecting today, but y’know what? Why not. Why not get dragged into this game with interdimensional beings? 

Why not join a class of semi-primordial beings by getting smuggled in one of their hoodies into shapeshifting class because he’s ‘just a lil guy’! The Phantom siblings and Amity are great! And Solomon hasn’t told him not to yet, nor has the sort-of Marvel hivemind, so honestly nothing could go wrong here. Oh hey Freddy, you got grabbed too? 

[powdermelonkeg]

Thoughts on the thunder wizard again.

Genuinely, I find Gale's relationship with Mystra to be fascinating when you consider all its facets. Unhealthy, imbalanced, definitely poisonous, but also very, very intricate with a lot of blurred edges to it. One of those things where you're both like "wow, what the hell, that's horrible" but also "that makes perfect sense for their characters, and while I would NEVER, I know why they would, and why it happened."

You've got a wizard who doesn't know what real love is, who thinks he's finally being shown it by the person he adores most. His greatest fantasy, his most potent joy, his most heartfelt aspirations, and they were all offered to him.

And he wants to see what all she's hiding from him, because of course he does. She's the keeper of all things forbidden to him. The empire of Netheril reached magical heights that will never be touched again, and all that knowledge is beyond her curtain. She loves him, right? Surely, if he proves himself enough, she'll let him grasp that power he so desperately wants.

And not even in the power-hungry sense! All that magic Mystra's locked up was accessible during Mystryl's reign. Think of all the answers to theories about the universe that are back there. Every question of "can this be done, and what would it do" would be answered, if he could just bargain hard enough.

She loves him, right?

Surely, if he proves himself enough...

And then, on the other hand, Mystra. Once Midnight, her human personality has been subsumed by the goddess of magic and her duty to the Weave. She has a responsibility to magic, she IS magic.

Then along comes this mortal boy who knows how to handle her Weave. Who doesn't try to wrestle with and dominate, who sings to it. He handles it with such ease and grace—it's not just that he could be Chosen, but he deserves it. To put her Weave in the hands of someone so intrinsically in tune with it, who understands its potential with a wonder like no other. Few enough can handle the raw power that comes with being Chosen, but this one? This one is perfect.

And he adores you. And you adore him, like one would a beautiful butterfly that's landed on their finger. And he's willing to be devoted to you in all things, not out of transaction like most of your worshipers are, but out of love for you, your craft, your magic. You're so deeply and utterly charmed by him.

And it's not like Mystra hasn't walked this path before.

She gives him what he desires, because what he desires is her. And, in a different way, she desires him. She wants him to be her representation in the world. She indulges his adoration with her own presence, and takes indulgence herself in mortal comforts. He's never satisfied with her answers, but who could blame him? She keeps a whole world away from mortals, because she knows what such unfettered power might bring about (again).

And the wizarding prodigy's ambition is lit (again).

And the height of power is reached for (again).

And she stops him (again, again, again).

She does care for him. She doesn't want to see her little butterfly burn himself, and she doesn't want to be the one to ruin those wings.

But then he's not a butterfly. He's a mortal, wielding a weapon of murder, of her murder, and he's brought it to her doorstep because she told him "no." And he's cut himself on it, he doesn't know what it is, but it's hurt him—and it's only a fraction of the hurt it could do to her. How dare he want her help after threatening her?

(He didn't mean to.)

(He only wanted to help.)

(He only wanted. How human.)

She doesn't help him. If he wants to pursue Karsus' weaponry, it's his responsibility, his hubris, that led him to injuring himself on it. She's furious. She's hurt. She's cold.

(What fools these mortals be.)

But then, there's a greater threat to her. Something that could drown the Material in Karsus' failings. And that little boy, who nicked himself on the sword he lifted, still wants her help.

It's a fair trade, isn't it? She'll forgive him, let him into her domain again, if he accepts his punishment and goes into battle for her. He picked up a sword, it's appropriate that he learns to use it in her name, right?

If he was telling the truth, he wouldn't hesitate. If he really wanted to serve her with the Netherese Orb, he would jump at the opportunity to do so. He would have to give up a few petty things in the process, ("petty," she calls mortality, as if family and home mean nothing, as if friends and love are finite. Because to her, they do mean nothing. Because to her, they are finite.) but it isn’t atonement without sacrifice, is it?

It's the tactical move. She's not above hurting one man to save a nation. It's not even the first time she's done it.

(Dornal Silverhand sends his regards.)

If he loves her, he'd die for her, because she'd let him into her paradise. If he doesn't love her, he won't, and she was justified in removing him from her grace.

He doesn't love her. Not anymore.

Does he hate her enough to try to take his dues?

Ambition has always been man's greatest folly.

[carelessflower]

On Testing and Qualifying Magnus Lightwood-Bane's Sugar Daddy Behaviors - An Analysis

Multiple arguments have been made against the current High Warlock of Brooklyn, superficially regarding whether this gentleman's reputation as the current Consul of the Clave's sugar daddy is underappreciated or exaggerated. This study aims to dissect the argument with the support of textual evidence throughout the couple's appearances in the series

Paying for their first date

Taking care of the bill like a gentleman. From this instance, one can assume he takes his gentlemanly courting ritual very seriously, as he also reached for the meal cheques in other occassions

Conjuring and pelping to pick fine clothes for Alec

On their famous Europe vacation, it is shown Magnus has a habit of magicking tuxedoes, suits, and well-made sweaters for Alec. Now, if he could upgrade that GAP scarf to a Burberry one, it would be much appreciated

Gentleman behavior

Even though his boyfriend is supernaturally strong with biceps to bite for days and hunts bloodthirsty demons for a living, Magnus would still rather pay someone to carry the heavy luggage than his darling

Luxurious accommodation only

There has been a previously published study on the expenses for all these places here, so this article will be repeating the same key points:

one night at Istanbul Grand Suite on the Orient Express: $26,000

suite in Belmond Hotel Cipriani: $1,056

suite in Palazzo Manfredi, Rome: $729

It is understandably relatable when one pulls Alec Lightwood and wants to do everything in their power to woo him. For Magnus, it apparently includes never letting Alec stay in any place less than five stars

Letting Alec drive the Maserati

It costs around $10,860 to rent a red Maserati 3500 GT Vignale Spider for one day. Therefore, it speaks volumes to Magnus's affection for his boyfriend that Alec almost crashes them and the expensive car off a cliff is just a "tiny accident". It is also very likely he buys this type of car later, seeing his husband's fascination with them

Living together in Brooklyn

Months into the relationship Alec has already possessed a literal key to Magnus's home and proceeds to move in after weeks of getting back together. For other poor souls who are looking for a 3-bedroom brownstone in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, the rent would be estimated at around $5000 per month. For the Consul, it certainly would involve a different type of payment method

Alec's magically money-full pocket

The consul carrying energy bars in his duffle bag instead of using the 15000$ in his pocket guarantees the funniest mental images one could possibly imagine

Enchanting Izzy's whip for Alec's birthday

Knowing Alec's top wish is to keep his family safe, Magnus chooses to tip his boyfriend's sister's whip in a prized potion to help her on the battlefield. Loving someone to the point you want to protect what else they love

Assisting shadowhunter without payment

This element may prove to be the strongest supporter of Magnus's claim as THE sugar daddy of the shadowhunter chronicles universe title, seeing how he used to overcharge shadowhunter on their business (deservingly so), and now he is willing to do all kinds of crazy shenanigans without an ounce of money. Whoever's in charge of the Clave's budget better send Alec the biggest, freshest, most expensive fruit basket

Final note

In conclusion, this research paper does not provide a definitive answer to the argument but encourages readers to draw their own perspectives. Nevertheless, it is a great possibility that in his report, the consul stated he used 10-20 dollars each week while he was traveling across the world, going to Japan when he craved sushi and staying in the finest places, all thanks to his generous husband

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[cryptidbait]

🐍 Shang Tsung 🐍

Forgot to post this one with the Syzoth one a few months ago omg 😭😭

[clockworkbee]

not character A making a grand gesture and character B either asking ‘why’ or realizing ‘oh. oh,’ like, please, you don’t know them. My beloved characters feel so love-deprived that they can’t even seem to process or believe when anyone actually tries to show them love.

[an-established-butt-dent]

Dragon age inquisition: Solas

I wonder how long it took the companions to notice Solas wields magic just a bit... differently?

Surely an apostate knows magic beyond the boundaries of a Circle? But even Dorian doesn't recognize some of his techniques, and the ones that he does are only described in ancient Tevene tomes.

Hmm... strange.

Acrylic ink, fineliner and gouache on paper.

[kane-turu]

Two coffins for sleep.

One for you, one for me.

We'll get there eventually.

[illustratinghan]

Lavendar Rose ~ Enchantment 🔮

- a recreation of Max Lightwood-Bane’s flower card -

characters by @cassandraclare 🤍

[thevalleyisjolly]

I like to imagine that every so often, Caleb and Essek go on vacation which entirely consists of two weeks of Essek trying to brute force teleport them into Aeor so that Caleb can have another go at that necromantic gem in the pillar.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 119

Another divine twitch chat Au? Another divine twitch chat Au. With a bit of a twist. 

Billy would like to say it is in fact not his fault. It’s really not. Who hits someone with magic they obviously don’t know how to use? Well okay maybe he had done that before, but it’s not like he ever did it around other people where they could get hit! 

But someone was an idiot and now he’s here, as his normal ten-year old self kicking his legs while sitting in the Watchtower as the others argued. Apparently the League thinks he’s been de-aged, which is good as his secret isn’t out. 

The uh, issue is that something about the spell might have um, partially manifested the gods- or as he called them the Mediterranean Magic Men, if only because of how annoyed it made Zeus. Now everyone can see the chat that’s usually only visible to him and apparently it’s concerning. 

He doesn’t see how it’s an issue, Zeus has been silenced for the next hour and Hercules has been dying of laughter for the last three. Oh, wait, it might be from Mercury’s constant attempted flirting with Flash. …Or the fact they’re trying to convince him to commit a crime and he’s honestly down for doing so seeing as he’s a homeless ten year old who is down for getting clairvoyance and super speed for the next thirty minutes in exchange…

[paunchsalazar]

drew these while reading this sylvix fic by legendaerie

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

Text: I sell mortality of all sorts to those who come seeking it. Often they want just enough to appear human, to bleed, or cry. Some want to meet with death for business, and need to die to do it.

[lalalilylulu]

I miss Izzy and Alec

[tarotarra]

Alec Lightwood Bane sketch to brighten your day~