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I don't think we've been formally inrtoduced. Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn. indie magnus bane for the shadowhunters tv show (tv and movie based) || selective || est. 2/16/16 [written by paige (pj) || 19+ (300+) || nsfw || fabulous]

[altumveneficus-blog]

v. glory and gore

“Loosen up, sweetie it’s a party, they won’t bother you with me here.”

[myaskboxmemes]

Send me "hey baby" for my muses reaction to your muses being sexually distracting while I work on something important.

[berebone]

You lose your breath every time they enter a room,

Your heart beats faster when they walk by,

Your skin tingles when they stand close enough to feel their breath.

[lesbianap]

[vorlok]

bagginhsield:

all we do is think about the feelings that we hide;

[gayjiu]

Shadowhunters + Tumblr Text Posts 13/?

[trytocountelectricsheep]

[vorlok]

trytocountelectricsheep:

Downworlder Week - Day 1 - Warlock Day

Beautiful and magical, powerful and dangerous. open and confident, understanding and compassionate, moody and snarky, sassy and flirty, endlessly complex Magnus Bane.

[cherik]

[nmimarks]

[madzieloss]

[alightwccd]

sarcastilecki:

#the pure pain in his face is too much for me i’m sobbing

[altumveneficus-blog]

@hmnal || v. glory and gore || closed starter

    “Something wrong, little flame? You’re not acting     like your usual self.” Magnus had his hands already     in the brown tresses, wasting no time in styling the     poor mess into something worthy of it’s owner.

[altumveneficus-blog]

caravaggioangel:

“You’re nice to people from the districts. I… Like anyone who is, it’s not flattery.” A small smirk tugged on his lips and he gave a shrug of his shoulders. “Everyone misses my charm, I’m sure. I don’t want to kill any more people, Magnus.”

“Grasping at straws, Raphael. You have a special fondness for me, it’s okay to admit it, I won’t tell anyone.” Magnus winked and gracefully draped himself along the chaise in the room. “Then don’t. You always have a choice, Angel Cake.”

[ronansparrishs-deactivated20200]

[altumveneficus-blog]

one more drink…

[trytocountelectricsheep]

[altumveneficus-blog]

trytocountelectricsheep:

Magnus’s beautiful outfit in 1x09.

[steven-bucky-deactivated2016030]

[altumveneficus-blog]

caravaggioangel:

“The Victor’s Village is just how it always is. Boring and miserable.” He eyed the glass that was held out to him, taking it almost as soon as he picked up the scent of blood. “I don’t trust anything here. Except maybe you.” His brows quirked slightly as he took a long drink of the red liquid. There weren’t many he trusted in the Capitol or in District 8. “I’m always pessimistic. Anyway, you’re not getting dropped into the Arena when the time comes. I think I’m allowed to be a pessimist.”

Magnus poured himself a drink with an amused smile. “You trust me? Awe pumpkin I’m flattered.” He took a slow, luxurious sip of the silver liquid and hummed. “How I missed your charm. You have a year to prepare, Raphael. A lot can happen in a year.”

[altumveneficus-blog]

caravaggioangel:

@altumveneficus liked for a verse starter

“How did I end up here again, Magnus? I’m stuck in the bloody Captiol again. Maybe bloody is the wrong word, there’s a distinct lack of blood available. But you get what I mean. I’ve managed to avoid being a mentor and now I’m here for a fucking year before going to my death.”

“I hadn’t thought I’d see you back here so soon to be perfectly honest. I’d hoped the Victor’s Village had been treating you well.” Magnus resisted the urge to fix Raphael’s hair as was habit. “Oh I wouldn’t trust the blood here, poisons and dyes taint their veins.” He held out a glass of red wine, waving his free hand over it and turning it into blood. “Don’t be so pessimistic, pumpkin. Things could be different this year. You saw what happened in the last games. I feel an uprising coming.”

[altumveneficus-blog]

fadedbluejumpers:

“Oh no, I didn’t mean your designs were stupid. I was just trying to say, I mean, I just didn’t want-” He cut himself off quickly and swallowed, “I’ll stop talking now.” He pressed his lips together and looked down as a blush creeped up his neck. He focused his attention on what Magnus was doing instead with a great deal of curiosity, hoping that the other would just ignore his stupid rambles.

Magnus let it slide, he knew how they could be, recalcitrant and scared, unwilling to yield and just plain moody. The stylist added a few last minute details before showing Alec the finished product. “I was thinking a sort of malleable armour, with a dark stone look, very light shadowy make up. I would of course leave your hair the way it is, why mess with perfection? Though stone dust is always a good look.”