#warlock convention

[the-magiarcheologist]

History of Magic window

It's me! Back again with some harebrained theory about the most minute detail in this game!

And this time we are looking at the stained glass window in the History of Magic classroom:

First of all, the obvious, what the 3 panels of the window represent (from right to left):

The first one is obviously the Hogwarts Founders, all holding or wearing their relic (cup, diadem, sword, locket). For a long while I wondered what that weird shape in the circle at the bottom was. I have since come to the conclusion that this represents the sorting hat (??). It is vaguely hat shaped and has the colors of the 4 houses. But honestly, I'm not sure. If anybody knows please tell me!

The second one is Merlin, it says so at the bottom.

The third one represents the International Warlock Convention of 1289. This is actually an easter egg. In Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, chapter 9, Hermione interrupts Prof. Binns when he's in the middle of a lecture on the International Warlock Convention of 1289 to ask him about the chamber of secrets. The only thing we know about that convention is that a subcommittee of Sardinian sorcerers is involved (the exact quote from Binns is : "In September of that year, a subcommittee of Sardinian sorcerers -" and then Hermione interupts him again to ask another question 😂)

Apart from what is represented on it, what is remarkable about his window imo is that the flow of time is represented from right to left (the Founders came before Merlin, who came before 1289). In western culture, conventionally, time is represented from left to right, because that's the order in which you would naturally read. Also I think it's a convention for stained glass windows in churches to be read from left to right and bottom to top. But the 3 panels here are backwards.

Another thing remarkable to me is that there is very little in common between these 3 panels. Obviously the central figures represented are all different but, also, the embellishments and decorative elements placed around the central figures are all different.

For the panel about the Warlock Convention of 1289, the theme is time, with several hourglasses being represented. (The red hourglass creeps me out a bit because of the red drop you see falling makes me think of blood, like the passage of time is measured by the blood spilt...but anyway!)

For the Merlin's panel the theme is astrological, with the phases of the moon and stars. For the Founder's panel the theme is learning (with a book) and the Hog of Hogwarts. Very little ties the 3 panels together. Except one thing.

The way I see it, there is only one thing in common between those 3 panels and that's the rolled parchment that the International Warlocks are writing on, and that Merlin and Rowena are holding.

And if you look only at that scroll and nothing else, you would naturally infer that the 3 panels might tell the story of this scroll: in the first panel on the left the scroll is being written, then Merlin hold it and has his wand directed at it, like he is applying magic to it, or otherwise doing something to it. And then Rowena is just holding it. That would be the natural way to read the window: left to right and bottom to top. Except we know from the context that this is impossible since time flows in the other direction.

So I wonder if there is a secret message in that window, that you should read from left to right and bottom to top (like you should normally read a stained glass window), that speaks about whatever law was passed at the International Warlock Convention of 1289 and how it relates to Merlin and the Founders.

We don't know much about the Warlock Convention. The only other tidbit I could find is that Ron tells Harry in the first book that dragon breeding was outlawed by the Warlock Convention of 1709 so we can deduct that this convention passes important laws for the worldwide wizarding community. Which law did they vote in 1289?

(Or maybe I'm just being crazy and reading too much into things!)

[archerinventive]

Just got back into town from Rad Con 2023. ^^

Good evening all! I hope you've all been having a splendid Sunday.

While I start sorting through photos from this weekend, I thought I'd share a simple selfie from Saturday morning.

I decided to wander the halls as a blue mage during some downtime, and I must say, it felt so surreal and wonderful to be back at a convention after so long.

I hope you've all been able to do something this weekend that made you feel magical. ^^

Have a wonderful rest of your night. 💙

[magpigment]

William Wispard (ignore the fact he was a warlock that’s not important) and Lichicken! couldn’t decide which version i liked better

[edda-grenade]

astarion/durge

the seduction works well. perhaps even a little Too well.

decided to just post some of the massive mess of bg3 fic i've written, bc a lot of it stands p well on its own, like this thing ^^

(no one gets eaten or murderized or even cut open, buuuut. durge. so.)

_____

Barash cocks her head at him. It keeps reminding him of a cat. A very large, very dangerous, not at all soft-furred cat. With so many teeth.

“So…?”

“Oh, no need to keep playing coy,” Astarion says, smiling winsomely at her. “I felt you shaking when I drank. You want more, don’t you?”

Barash doesn’t blink for a very long time. “Ye-es,” she says finally. Her tail lashes through the air, then stills abruptly. The skin of Astarion’s neck prickles, but he ignores it. Steps closer, allowing his shoulders and hips to sway a little. Barash’s eye tracks the motion like a snake following a mouse. He almost has her. 

“Then why should we not indulge ourselves? Find a little privacy, while the night away together…” She’s still staring. “I do mean sex,” he clarifies. He gives her chest a teasing tap. “We’ve waited long enough, haven’t we?”

Barash growls. Smiles.

“Till tonight,” she says. Her black eye seems to sparkle.

.

It’s easier than he expected. Well, Barash herself is rather heavy, but she’s happy to fuck him with those strange dragonborn appendages of hers, requiring naught from him but the occasional arching of his back and a breathy moan. Those are not particularly difficult to provide—the sensation is pleasant, which is a nice surprise. Her scales are warm against his skin, and not rough enough to damage him. At least not the way she is touching him, curled over his back with her thighs framing his, her chest pressed to his shoulders and her hands roaming his front. There will likely be scratches from her talons by the end of it, but the forest floor alone is contributing its share of those. Overall, a resounding success—

How much would you bleed, if I cut you open right now…

Astarion goes still.

Crack apart your ribs, eat your heart.

It's not the tadpole. Is it? That thing always shoved images into his mind, memories. Not… words. Not the sensation of the night sky bearing down on him in all its cold vastness. Barash’s tongue drags along his shoulder blade, a blaze of molten iron.

You're right, I want more, more. Hold you, break you, taste you.

It's her.

Oh gods, it better not be. He can feel her teeth against the nape of his neck.

“Barash,” he croaks, forcing the words out past his gallows-tight throat. “Darling, are—are you. Talking. In my head?”

Barash stops moving. The low growl she's been purring out stops too.

“What did I say?” she asks.

Is she serious? He can't read her tone, his thoughts whirring frantically. His entire body is cold like ice, quivering with tension. She's not Cazador, he thinks, she's not Cazador, she's not, she's not.

She just wants to kill and tear and bite, and she murdered that annoyingly sweet little bard in her sleep.

For a brief, glaring moment, Astarion's mind stops drowning in panic for long enough to think that he should’ve fucking seen this coming.

“Astarion? What did I say.”

His thoughts scramble.

Lie. Lie. Don't give her ideas.

She already has ideas, for fuck’s sake—!

It'll be fine! She fucked Lae'zel already, and Lae'zel is distinctly ungutted.

Lae'zel is githyanki, not some scrawny, malnourished vampire spawn—

Selective honesty! Just lie a little!

“You—you were… fantasizing,” he manages. There, that’s even the truth. Probably.

Barash rumbles in acknowledgement, sounding… tense. Before, her body felt loose with hunger. Now it’s a coiled spring. Astarion really really hopes she’s not going to snap closed on him.

“That’s why you smell like fear now, huh.” One of her talons traces down his belly toward his cock. “Did you like it?”

Astarion swallows. Almost chokes on it. He tries to turn, just enough to see her. The ridge of her brow, the edge of her maw. Teeth. That eye dark and glittering like the night sky. His insides are trying to knot themselves into a noose.

“You can tell me anything,” he murmurs. By some miracle he manages to keep his voice steady, low and sultry. “Whatever depraved things you’re dreaming of, your secrets are safe with me.” He presses back against her, so her jaws slip over his shoulder. Those needle teeth no longer right at his neck. “You can trust me,” he lies.

Barash lets out a sharp breath, smoke and sparks. She hauls him close, back and up until he’s straddling her lap. Astarion wheezes with the sudden motion, his heart making a valiant attempt to pound. Barash is growling again, that deep buzzing noise that by all rights should be called a damn purr.

She nuzzles him. His neck, the top of his shoulder. Her tongue flickers out to taste his skin. His spine, between his shoulder blades…

A gift, Cazador had said. A poem from my hand, to keep with you. Always.

“I want to rip open your scars,” Barash whispers, “give you new ones.”

Astarion has to slap his hand across his mouth to keep a sound inside. A word, strangled between his teeth.

Yes.

[thegreatshono]

HeroesCon Sketch: Warlock Orc

Thank you to everyone who visited me at HeroesCon! Extra big thank you to everyone who supported my art and comics! Let's share even more commission art: Today's commission is a Dungeons and Dragons player character. A very cool looking Orc Warlock.

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[phant0mmm-jaiden]

Made my way to a comic con recently

Heres what I got and I along with the picture I got with *Will Poulter* which was fucking awesome

The one ring to rule them all: https://www.etsy.com/shop/lydiasvintage/?etsrc=sdt§ion_id=6786660 Jelly Ghost + Mothman: https://catawampuspress.com/ Dice: https://mistymountaingaming.com/?gad=1&gclid=CjwKCAjwgqejBhBAEiwAuWHioP6VpC3MBoHCziPGB6XXc7ybQmvEOBS08IlbU-nMFYK8KrzOMbphhhoChhAQAvD_BwE Boss Bran: https://www.redbubble.com/people/Jamonred/shop and here’s the pic I got with Will Poulter, drawn over for personal privacy (Y’all dont get to know my real face 😈)

[prokopetz]

Because you know a lot about these sorts of things: is D&D the first place where devils and demons are distinct groups of mutually antagonistic evil entities as opposed to being synonyms for one another, or did they steal that from some obscure fantasy pulp novel from the 1960s, as so much other stuff now seen as iconic to D&D is?

Much like making picky distinctions between wizards, sorcerers and warlocks, the general idea of making "devils" and "demons" distinct classes of supernatural beasties pre-dates Dungeons & Dragons in popular fiction, but the specific definitions that D&D uses are basically only applicable to D&D; every work of sword and sorcery fiction I'm aware of that distinguishes between the two terms does so differently.

For example, in Robert Aspirin's "Myth Adventures" series, "Devils" are a specific race of extradimensional aliens who coincidentally resemble pop-Christianity's notion of the Devil (i.e., red skin, goat legs, etc.), while a "demon" is simply any sapient being who's been magically summoned from another dimension. Hence, Devils are sometimes demons (at least when they're away from home), but – unless there's a convention or something going on – the majority of demons in any given dimension are not Devils.

To the point, I can't think of any particular work of pre-1974 (i.e., pre-D&D) sword and sorcery fiction whose demons-versus-devils split hinges on Law and Chaos in the same way that D&D's does; I suspect that the game's authors simply took the pre-existing notion of demons and devils being different things and pasted the terms onto a straight lift of Michael Moorcock's "Eternal Champions" cosmology (which doesn't use either term) – though if anyone is aware of a prior case of fantasy fiction specifically associating "devil" with cosmic Order and "demon" with cosmic Chaos, I'd love to be corrected!

(As always, if anyone would like to offer a counterexample, please check the publication date first; works published after 1974 post-date Dungeons & Dragons, so they're no help here.)

[yourplayersaidwhat]

paladin: does faerûn even have its own equivalent of the geneva conventions?

warlock: yes, we just broke them all. why do you ask?

[recycledmoviecostumes]

This distinctive yellow/orange wizard robe with gold lamé hood and an all-watching eye emblazoned on the front is best known for its appearance in Star Trek’s 1967 second-season episode Catspaw, where Theodore Marcuse wore it as Korob. However, the robe first appeared earlier that same year in the episode of Gilligan’s Island entitled Lovey’s Secret Admirer, where Bob Denver wore it as Cinderella’s “Fairy Godfather.” The piece was spotted again in 1970 in an episode of Bewitched entitled Samantha’s Bad Day In Salem, worn by a warlock at The Witches Convention.

Costume Credit: Therese via TrekkerScrapbook, Katie S.

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[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

Shadowhunters

Enthrallment by smilebackwards

It does look a little bad, Parmela thinks, looking at it from outside. As more specialists had been called in for consultation, they’d decamped to one of the larger conference rooms—eschewing attendance at A, B, AB, & O: The Impact of Blood Type on Non Subject Specific Blood Magic, because this was vastly more interesting and potentially important—and there are a round dozen high-level warlocks clustered around Alec, poking at him with magic.

Or: Alec attends the Magical Inventions and Advances convention in hopes of recruiting warlocks for another Downworld Cabinet. The warlocks, however, are more interested—and concerned—by the blue magical aura following Alec around.

DC

temporal fraternity by envysparkler

Damian clears his throat. “I require your assistance.”

The words come out easier with the benefit of practice and the knowledge that no one will remember them tomorrow. Today. Tomorrow-today.

The Umbrella Academy

cut me open and i still bleed red by aletterinthenameofsanity

Part 1 of the odds were never in our favor

Ben knows his fellow mentors pretty well, for how long he's spent here, behind the screens of the Games, watching as his tributes die.

Allison, from District One, has a way with the sponsors. Just a word placed here or there, stealthily dropped into conversation, and she can get her tributes the shit they need.

In his time as a Mentor, Klaus has developed a habit of drinking to get through the Games, and through the rest of his life, really- anything to avoid the truth of what's happening, the ghosts of the children he and Ben have sent to their deaths.

Very few people remember what Five’s name was before the Games. Caesar Flickerman and the Gamemakers nicknamed him that when he took out the entire Career Pack on his second day in the Arena.

Vanya’s the newest Mentor, the victor of the Seventy-Third Hunger Games.

Diego’s one of Ben’s oldest not-quite friends. A Victor from District Ten, he’d gone into the Games knowing how to kill an animal.

All the other Mentors Ben knows try never to get attached. Luther, on the other hand, doesn't forget a single name.

(A story of seven victors of the Hunger Games and the lives they live as Mentors.)

Danny Phantom

The Promised Land by redrobin1989

Danny Fenton has been running for years, from his abusive parents, from Vlad's experiments, from his freakish powers. He expected to be running his whole life until he found his way to a small town that felt like the home he'd never had.

M!ik

Study Dates Are Not Real Dates by StormySteady

A very important exam is coming up, and Asmodeus is trying his hardest to get Iruma and Clara to study for it. But his soulmates have other ideas.

Star Wars

Starlight, In All Its Forms by Soap_And_Lye

When Luke was eight, he was taken from his home on Tatooine and delivered into the hands of the emperor and his right hand.

When Luke was sixteen, he overheard the emperor's plans to steal a tiny Force sensitive child and saves him first, before being caught and dragged back to his masters' keeping.

When Luke was eighteen, he finds that same child on Gideon's cruiser, and spares both him and his family, including a silver clad Mandalorian.

And when Luke was twenty-four, he is captured by the Rebellion (captured or did he just let it happen? Really up for debate) and secretly sent as a prisoner to Mandalore, where Mand'alor Din Djarin rebuilds his planet and raises his son.

And the rest was history. Or the beginning.

Clone Wars

will you be an anarchist with me? by a_alene

Once the Kenobi floodgates are opened, they cannot be closed. Cody has apparently been keeping an itemized list of disagreements, and he is determined to tell Rex each and every one of them.

Kenobi refuses to listen to Cody’s input. Kenobi throws himself into battle with no regard for previously established battle plans. Kenobi uses the Force so recklessly and obviously that every undercover assignment is blown within the first few minutes. Kenobi is a hypocrite who berates Cody for sidestepping protocol, but flouts it himself at every opportunity.

CT-7567: bet you wish you had skywalker now

CC-2224: I wish for nothing but the cold embrace of space

Right. And he says Kenobi’s dramatic.

(Marshal Commander Cody and High General Obi-Wan Kenobi of the 212th cannot stand each other. Rex doesn't know why this is his problem.)

poetry is what you find (in the dirt in the corner) by fivecenturiesverse

(In which Cody becomes an anonymous poet after the war and his brothers find out.)

Rex launches forwards immediately and so does Bly, because he can admit to himself that he likes gifts. He likes gifts a whole lot more than Cody and Wolffe, anyway, who both act like martyrs who don’t need any material love. “Poetry, vod?” Bly asks, incredulous. “Cody’s right, you are going soft.”

“It’s by a clone,” Fox says, defensively, “it’s quite good, actually. For poetry. It made Sergeant Hound cry at the service.

[sparrowsarus]

Imagine this.

Ansur and Balduran never have their falling out; Ansur just keeps living in Baldur's Gate: dozing on Wyrm's Rock, giving sage advice to assorted Grand Dukes and marshals, eating whales once in a while. He's Baldur's Gate's Great-Grandfather, and they treat him as such.

This includes Ulder Ravengard, who, through a series of events, becomes friends with Ansur; who gives him advice about being a Blaze, then about being warden of Wyrm's Rock, and eventually about impending fatherhood.

The wardens of Wyrm's Rock are, by convention, dragon-pacted warlocks, for reasons lost to time; not even Ansur remembers the why, anymore, but believes it is the right thing to do; and who is going to argue with one who knew Balduran himself? Who would contest the will of the Waiting Storm?

Ulder would; but he accepts the dragon's pact in the name of Bahamut and the Gate, because Ulder Ravengard is a man who loves tradition.

(He does not know it, but this will save Francesca's life.)

Now, imagine Wyll.

First a babe-in-arms, looking up at a massive spiked face and grinning;

Wyll, receiving a blessing, spoken by Ansur and powered by Bahamut;

Wyll, with a hint of bronze scales on his cheeks, and a glow in his eyes;

Wyll who climbs to the top of Wyrm's Rock every tenday to speak to an old dragon, and runs a bit wild otherwise;

Wyll, who Ansur blesses, but does not pact with; but that doesn't matter, when it comes to fighting Tiamat's sworn.

[synnthamonsugar]

DESTINYTOBER: Day 15 - Together

Read it on AO3

. . .

Fall air filters into the sunroom through open windows, cool enough to chill metal and send a comfortable shiver through Eriana-3's sensors. She curls silicone fingertips around the hot mug, gathers her legs beneath her to capture more of hers' and Wei's body heat. 

The titan lays across Eriana's lap, head on her robed thighs, one leg crossed at the ankle over her knee, scrolling idly through her data pad. Eriana takes a sip of tea and sets it down on the arm of the couch, hand free to comb through Wei's short hair. 

"Mm, right there," Wei says as Eriana fingers over the crown of her head. She scratches a little more, until Wei gives a rumble of contented approval, one hand raised to caress across Eriana's side. 

The moment is mundane enough to be boring, but Eriana-3 clutches it to her heart as she would a priceless treasure. The memory of the Great Disaster haunts her — the mad panic in the trenches, the sulfurous stench of soulfire over top of smoke and ozone and gunpowder and death. So many dead strewn across the battlefields of Mare Imbrium, Wei Ning almost among them. She'd landed a near-killing blow on the Hive Prince, and he'd returned in kind, almost cleaving the Light from her injured body. But she, and Eris, managed the rescue in time. Wei escaped with only the loss of an eye. More scars, and more stories, to add to her collection.

She didn't think anyone would get out that day. Instead, all three of them and their Ghosts returned home. Battered, scarred in ways the Light cannot heal, but alive. 

How close she was to not having the privilege of an uninteresting life. Her hand clenches on Wei's shoulder. 

"You okay babe?" Her eye is wide, brow furrowed with worry.

"— Yes. Sorry. Just thinking." 

She takes a gulp of tea, and stock of the room, grounding herself. Hers and Wei's house was the hangout for their friend group, and today is different only in the addition of newer faces. Eris and Sai would often gather around the breakfast table, working together on beadwork and leather-craft for hours on off-days. Today they are joined by Omar, a colleague of Eriana's, and Vell, an old friend of Eris', in a lively game of cards. 

Eriana hasn't been paying attention to their chatter, but can tell from Eris' sudden departure from the table — dramatically folding in mock-affront to a good natured round of laughs and jests from the others — who isn't winning. She struts away to Toland, hunched in the corner with a pile of books, crouching down to join him in quiet conversation. 

Toland had been Wei's idea. He was an old teammate of hers with whom she bonded through a shared love of hurdling headlong into danger. Yes, their fireteam was already full, but six to a team was just convention. And to Wei, "convention" is a place where fans of the crucible gather to dress up as their favorite players. She correctly pointed out that the teams who'd tried, and failed, to kill Crota had all lacked a hive expert. They'd also uniformly been six-stacks.

And so the rest had relented, and accepted the exiled Warlock into their fold. 

The presence of the notorious Toland the Shattered did cause complications when they went to the Vanguard to ask permission to break Lunar Interdict. Zavala threatened to exile them all on the spot, but Ikora and Andal were willing to hear their case. The Vanguard was compelled by their plan, and the team was granted a never-before-issued, one-time permit to enter. 

And so the date was set. 

Eriana knows life will not stay boring for long, at least for a while. She holds onto this moment of happiness. Tries to imprint the sounds and sensations and pictures in her mind.

Despite the hardships ahead, she has an overwhelming sense of inner tranquility. Her fireteam is not desperate and reckless, hungry for vengeance. They will use their collective expertise and the data gathered by those who have gone before them to end the ailing Prince once and for all. To finally secure justice for all the Lights extinguished in the Disaster. 

Gently, she rests her arm across Wei's chest. Wei responds by lacing her fingers through Eriana's, giving her hand a soft, encouraging squeeze.

There will be peaceful moments together after this. She knows it.

[tobiasdrake]

So if the Planet Trade organization is capitalism, is Babidi's group anything?

To my knowledge, there's no big metaphor surrounding Babidi. He's a Madoshi, a practitioner of black magic and occult arts. It's a concept that the dub translates as "Wizard" but would more accurately be called something like a Warlock. He performs esoteric spells that violate the laws of reality, and he consorts with demons and eldritch beings.

Every one of his forces are named around a magical pun, of course, because Toriyama likes his theme naming.

Bibidi Babidi Buu is pretty on-the-nose.

Pui Pui comes from "Chichin-puipui", a good luck charm. Viz calls him Pocus to try and preserve the naming convention for English readers.

Yakon comes from "Tekumaku-mayakon", a magical chant from a 60's anime.

Dabra is, of course, from the end of "Abracadabra".

He's like Uranai Baba if she was evi--

Baba charges exorbitant fees for oracular guidance so she can make desperate people fight unwinnable deathmatches for her entertainment.

...

He's like Uranai Baba if she was a more serious antagonist. Baba's just out there living her best life. Don't want to get thrown in an acid pit by a mummy while your ancestors watch in shame, don't darken her doorstep. It's actually super easy to avoid crossing paths with a witch; Just, like, don't go to the place where the witches are. Let them have their space.

[foodsies4me]

April Malec fic rec!

Thanking @just-add-butter and @ariella9melody for this month's theme which is a double combo of "Outsider's POV" and "Let Alec have friends!" The same rules apply as always, one fic per author, even though all of these authors have other brilliant fics you should be reading and if you want to add your own recs in the comments, tags, or reblogs please feel free to do so! 😊

Also, I have tagged the authors whose Tumblr account I know, but if you'd prefer I not tag you, please tell me! I don't want these to be annoying for the authors.

One-shots:

Enthrallment by @smilebackwards: Magnus' magic being possessive and warlocks reacting to Magnus' magic being possessive, what more could you want? OC POV!

Summary:

It does look a little bad, Parmela thinks, looking at it from outside. As more specialists had been called in for consultation, they’d decamped to one of the larger conference rooms—eschewing attendance at A, B, AB, & O: The Impact of Blood Type on Non Subject Specific Blood Magic, because this was vastly more interesting and potentially important—and there are a round dozen high-level warlocks clustered around Alec, poking at him with magic. Or: Alec attends the Magical Inventions and Advances convention in hopes of recruiting warlocks for another Downworld Cabinet. The warlocks, however, are more interested—and concerned—by the blue magical aura following Alec around.

And I am breaking my own rules by rec-ing a second fic by smilebackwards: Portable Magic

Summary:

Magnus may go slightly overboard helping Alec set up for the book club gathering. Technically, perhaps, he didn’t need to create a signature cocktail or barter a favor to Raphael for O neg blood for the vampires or source the biscotti directly from Italy. But hospitality is important and these are Alec’s friends. He wants to make a good impression. Or: Alec is in a Downworld book club and Magnus finds this unaccountably fascinating.

I'll die on this (Under)hill by @clottedcreamfudge: like all of the fics written by clottedcreamfudge, this fic is downright hilarious. That said, poor Underhill. Underhill POV!

Summary:

The point is, Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood clearly have an intimate knowledge of each other, and it has never once impacted on their work. What it is beginning to impact on, however, is Andrew’s sanity. Because apparently he really is the only one to have noticed it.

Be careful with my best friends heart by TheLostLightwood: A fic in Cat's perspective, who I maintain is one of the best characters in the series and we needed more of her! Cat POV!

Summary:

Catarina Loss had known Magnus for a long time, she had seen him cry, laugh, mourn, get injured and fall in love many times before. But she had never seen him more in love or more broken than she had in this moment. Cat's POV, as Alec is seriously injured in a fight against demons. And Magnus well he...

Alec's Little Ducklings by @to-the-stars-writing (this will be one of two recs for to the stars because I am being very bad at keeping to my rules this time around). Alec gets hurt and all of his friends appear to take care of him!

Summary:

After Alec's hurt coming home from the Hunter's Moon, he's left laid up in bed when the drug they gave him prevents his injuries from being healed by angelic or magical powers. Magnus is fully prepared to do take care of his stubborn boyfriend, only to find out that there are a few other people who are more than willing to offer their help.

the right thing by @cuubism: As the summary says, Alec's first speech as the Inquisitor doesn't go exactly as planned. Izzy POV!

Summary:

Alec's first speech as Inquisitor doesn't go exactly as planned.

nock. draw. release by chaidrivenwhore: A non human POV, but a weapon POV! Alec's bow to be specific!

the bow and arrows had tempted many, but this specific one, with its curved limbs engraved with angelic runes and sharp arrows, straight and unbending, had called out to a nine year old alexander lightwood like no other had.

Multi-chapter fics or series:

Families of Choice by MonPetitTresor, a recommendation made by @ariella9melody that I can only agree with because this fic is wonderful (as are all fics my MonPetitTresor).

Summary:

Life at the Institute takes a turn for the worse for Alec. When he's alone with nowhere else to turn, his siblings step up and help him find his feet once more with help from a few new friends along the way. Between them, Alec finally gets a chance to realize that the world doesn't begin and end with being a Shadowhunter, and there's more out there for him, so long as he's got the courage to reach out and grab it.

ask the always impossible of me by @faejilly: Some very nice Aline and Alec friendship!

Summary:

Just for one night, a magical ball where anyone can meet, when anything is possible... And that's just the beginning.

Running from the Night by @to-the-stars-writing: I love how Stars depicts Alec's struggles with his mental health and there are a lot of friends for Alec in this one!

Summary:

For a long time, Alec had felt like his life was held together by strings tied on him by the Clave, his parents, his siblings. Strings that pulled and tugged him in every which direction, heedless of the bruises and blood left behind. As much as they hurt, some days they’d been the only thing to hold him together. That is, up until the moment Alec stood on the shores of Lake Lyn and faced the death of the one person who held a piece of his soul, and the lies that followed his mysterious resurrection. There, on the shores of Lake Lyn, those strings finally pulled too hard, and Alec broke. With the permission of the Inquisitor, and the help of the warlock who Alec had wanted so desperately to allow himself to fall for (and had been terrified to do more than smile at his flirting) Alec walked away from everything and everyone. He left New York behind and made himself a home in the small town of Prayer – a joke Magnus found particularly funny. But, two years after that fateful night, Alec’s old life comes knocking, and those strings he thought he’d finally cut are tugging him home. Back to the place he never wanted to have to see again. At least this time, he’s not facing it alone.

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Top Gun as Quotes in my Quotebook

Featuring 100% real things people have said to or around me.

Maverick: “I have a doctorate in dumbassery”

Iceman: “I would like you better if you were a worm.”

Goose: “Probably legal. Probably…”

Slider: “Jesus you want some pussay juice?”

Viper: “This is not a daycare.”

Wolfman: “I have just one question…is this Charmin?”

Hollywood: “He’s like a prostitute”

Chipper: [deadpan] “I’m going to fly away.”

Sundown: “That’s against the copying convention of 1863.”

Carole: [to a grown-ass man] “Babygirl, this is gross.”

Rooster: “Teague (Bradley) has always had a little boogie in him.”

Hangman: “You know, if you move any slower, I think you’ll start going backwards.”

Phoenix: “Let’s give this c*nt a deadly weapon!”

Bob: “Y’all fuck with webkins?”

Coyote: “Can’t get hungover if you never stop drinking.”

Fanboy: “I identify as having no fingers.”

Payback: “We will arrive in…two hours and 85 minutes.”

Halo: “Just your friendly neighborhood atheist.”

Fritz: “I don’t wanna suck your one millimeter Peter.”

Omaha: “It was all those years of saying sorry. They were saying pre-sorry for what they were planning to do to us.”

Yale: [to harvard] “What’s a dickery?”

Harvard: [to yale] “A degree…?”

Hondo: “I’ve pirated games I can do it.”

Cyclone: “it’s better to prevent than to regret.”

Warlock: “They have a chicken teriyaki bowl…I’m kinda attracted to that.”

Penny: “I am terrible at getting mugged.”

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