#Maxwell Michael Lightwood-Bane.

[green28go]

Alec was on his feet now. His seraph blade was in his hand. He shot a look of contempt at Sammael. “Michael,” he said, and as the sword blazed up with holy name, Sammael visibly inched at the sound of the archangel’s name. Magnus felt a wave of pride. Not everyone could diss a Prince of Hell so artfully.

Michael is the name of the Archangel who defeated Sammael and it is also the middle name of Alec's son. Maxwell Michael Lightwood-Bane.

I just think how Alec when in battle can use both his son's names and lit up the seraph blade. Rafael. Michael. Alec loves both his children to infinity and I am so sure of that.

It's so beautiful to know the fact that Alec thinks of his family and heads into a battle.

And, the way Magnus is proud of Alec makes this moment even better. Also, props to Alec's sassiness.

#alec lightwood #shadowhunters #the shadowhunter chronicles #lost book of the white #the mortal instruments #Rafael Santiago Lightwood-Bane. #Maxwell Michael Lightwood-Bane. #Alexander Gideon Lightwood-Bane #tsc #tmi #tlbotw #magnus bane #Lightwood-Banes #tec #the eldest curses #Magnus Lightwood-Bane

[therealnuclearplatypus]

MALECTOBER 2022 DAY 3—GLITTER

@malectober

Rafael sat with a solemn look on his face. "But Papa, Da says no."

Magnus winked. "Your Da isn't here."

Max frowned. "So? He still said no."

Magnus sighed at his children. "You know your Da. He actually kind of loves our antics as long as we don't get too carried away. And we'll try not to."

Rafe smirked. "You'll be the one in trouble."

"Daddy will like it?" Max asked, just to be sure.

"Daddy will have an absolute laugh at this, because we're adorable. Well, you two are. I'm drop-dead gorgeous and he knows it. He'll forgive us, we're too pretty for him to stay mad at us for long." Magnus winked.

The children looked at each other conspiratorially, grinning. Magnus was proud of himself for raising such troublemakers.

Plus, it did them good to know that Alec would never stay mad at them, no matter how grumpy he seemed at times.

But he couldn't go overboard with it today. He just wanted to give his husband a laugh. His Consul duties tired him out, but he took such joy in his achievements. Magnus was so proud of him.

Still. Just a laugh, a break from the constant workload. And it didn't help that Alec had woken up in a bit of a depressive mood that day. Alec had begged for no shenanigans, and Magnus didn't consider this as one. All he wanted was to see Alec smile, despite it being hard for him to today.

By the time the Consul walked into his home, the house was utterly still. Alec called out, "Magnus, honey? Max? Rafe?"

Max couldn't seem to help it. "Hiya, Daddy!" he screeched from the couple's bedroom.

Alec mustered a faint smile. He was glad to be back. He still felt so down but didn't want Max and Rafe to feel pressured by it.

Max sped out to greet him, enthusiastic as always. Alec caught him and hugged him close. "Hey, my baby. How was your day?"

"Good!" Max pulled back enough for Alec to see his face, and—

"Maxwell-Michael Lightwood-Bane." Max was covered from head-to-toe in glitter. Alec raised his voice. "Magnus, what the hell!"

He swung Max into his arms and walked into their bedroom to find Rafe, also coated in glitter. Magnus was nowhere to be found.

"Rafe," Alec said. "Where's Papa?"

Rafe shrugged. "Hola to you too."

"Hola, baby. I'm sorry." Alec sighed. "Let's get you two cleaned up, huh?"

"'kay." Rafe dutifully followed him into the bathroom, Max still bundled in Alec's arms.

As he put Max down, he felt a trickle of something falling down the back of his shirt.

He turned. "Magnus. Goddammit." He felt what his damnable husband had thrown down his back: more glitter.

Alec couldn't help it: he burst out laughing.

"What the living hell, Mags," he managed. "Is this what you've been doing all day?"

Magnus shrugged cheekily. "Maybe so."

"Gathering glitter."

"Waiting to see you crack a smile."

That gave Alec pause. "What?"

"You've just been so overworked lately. And, you know, you woke up sad. We just wanted you to have a laugh, darling."

Alec beamed affectionately. "And laugh I did. You jerks." Alec scooped some glitter up from where it had fallen onto the floor and dropped it down Magnus's bathrobe. "Payback."

Magnus cocked an eyebrow in challenge, then just burst out laughing. Max and Rafe looked at their fathers, confused, wondering why adults were so very strange.

"Let's get cleaned up." Magnus snapped his fingers. A whoosh of familiar blue magic made quick work of the mess they'd made of the floor and of themselves.

Alec smiled warmly. He felt much better now. He kneeled down and held his kids close. Max hugged him tightly. Rafe leaned in and whispered in his ear, "It's okay to be sad, Da. You say we all get sad sometimes. You let me cry because you say it's human. You don't have to hide from us."

Alec blinked back a few tears, touched. "Gracias, Rafe, sweetie. Really."

Rafe only hugged him in response.

Magnus looked at them, smiling. Mission accomplished.

"I love you, you know," Alec said, looking up at him. "You mad, mad creature."

Magnus bent down to kiss him, earning a cry of "GROSS!" from both boys. "I love you, too. You beautiful, loving creature."

#malectober #malectober day 3 #book malec #malec #malec fanfic #malec fic #alec lightworm #consul alec lightwood #consul alec #alec lightwood bane #alec gideon lightwood #alec gideon lightwood bane #alec lightwood #consul alexander lightwood #alexander lightwood bane #alexander gideon lightwood bane #alexander gideon lightwood #alexander lightwood #magnus x alec #magnus lightwood bane #alec x magnus #magnus bane #tsc #tsc fandom #cassie clare #cassandra clare #the shadowhunter chronicles #shadowhunters

[castleofcarlyle]

Lightwood Bane's week- Rafe and Max

Art credit to the wonderful @adricarrollart you're amazing ✨💞

@khaleesiofalicante thank you for this you're one of a kind and I may have used David's name is that okay w u? DM me if you want me to change it, Hakuna Matata 🤗

You are my little brother

They were out of popcorn. Raphael could swear he’d seen a packet of it in the top cupboard just yesterday. Maybe he was hallucinating, he rubbed his eyes and still, the popcorn remained gone. If Bapak was here, he could make them appear out of thin air but he and Max were trying to surprise them with an impromptu movie night, and calling Bapa to make some popcorn appear into the kitchen counter might probably be a spoiler. But…this could end up as a bad idea but he could call Max. Max wasn’t an experienced warlock like their Bapa, but he was the only one he had in his reach.

“OI MAXIE!”

“STOP CALLING ME THAT RAFFAELLO.”

“I’LL STOP WHEN YOU STOP CALLING ME RAFFAELLO. YOU KNOW I HATE THAT NAME MAXIEBOO”

“NEVER GONNA HAPPEN RAPHY” It seemed like his brother finally realized that all the shouting was getting nowhere since they were both competitive as a rhino when it came to calling the other obnoxious nicknames because he paused. And a breath later another shout came echoing out of somewhere in the attic.

“WHY DID YOU CALL ME IN THE FIRST PLACE TEDDYBEAR?”

“WE ARE OUT OF POPCORN, YOU NITPICK”

Silence. And then a low, furious “shit”

“MAXWELL MICHAEL LIGHTWOOD BANE, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW”

Rafe knew something was up. Max never swore openly, unless he did something and he knew he was going to get caught any minute. He should know. The last time his brother swore, his boyfriend came tumbling down Max’s blue closet wearing Max’s pants and no shirt and left Rafe, his Daddy, and Bapak to stare at the scene unfolding before their eyes dumbfounded. His Bapak changed the walls of Max’s bedroom into a revolting shade of hot pink for a week after that incident (something Aunt Izzy loved. She even spent a night there until Bapa threatened to transfigure all of her heels into sandals).

Max was visibly wringing his hands, something that did no good except affirm the fact that Rafe was right, Max had indeed done something concerning the last packet of popcorn.

“Should I ask what happened to the popcorn or will you tell me?”

“I-...” Max’s voice broke and for a horrible second, Rafe thought he was crying. He wanted to hunt down the person who had hurt his little brother, but when his brother looked up, his eyes were completely dry. He cleared his throat and loudly and said the most un-Max thing he could ever say; “I miss him.”

Max didn’t say simple things like that. He was kind of like Bapa, dramatic and hiding behind barriers carefully crafted behind humor. He didn’t need to ask who the person was, either. He knew David, Max’s boyfriend was on his travel year and that it had been almost five months now since Max had last seen him. He knew that they exchanged frequent letters filled with sappy and horny things alike, judging from Max’s expression every time he reads one. Sometimes it’s photos of David in different parts of the world. He liked David, he knew Max loves him and that David feels the same way about Max too, but sometimes Rafe was terrified of whether his little brother would get his heart broken like his once had. When it came to matters like love, Max loved with all his being or he didn’t love at all. Rafe knew that his brother was a warlock and he was proud of that fact. But he also knew that one day he, his Daddy and David would die and it scares him as hell to think of leaving Bapak and Max alone in this dark, cruel world. He knows both his father and brother are badass powerful warlocks, but the fear and love and care stayed. So he washed his hands in the kitchen sink and enveloped his brother in a bear hug, feeling his heart swell with love when Max hugged him back just as tight. They stayed like that for quite a long time, neither of them willing to let go. They only released each other when they heard the doorbell ring, announcing the arrival of their fathers. Max looked at him with guilty, wide eyes and Rafe smiled. Rafe chose not to ask about the popcorn since he had a sneaking suspicion that Max ate it all for himself.

“We’ll have to make do with ice cream then”

He winked at Max to show that his little display of emotion was a secret safe in his hands. Max grinned and then said;

“Race you to the door” It was such a Max-like thing to say that Rafe felt himself laughing, and took off after his brother to greet his parents after their long day at work and enjoy the rest of the night cuddled on the sofa with their tubs of ice cream and popcorn that Magnus brought with a snap of his fingers, and when Rafe slept, he dreamt of his littler brother.

#lightwood-bane's week #max lightwood bane #raphael lightwood bane #max #rafe #brothers #malec #tsc #tales from the shadowhunter academy #tftsa #blueberry muffin

[adeoetregina]

INSTAGRAM AU>> The Mortal Instruments>> the Next Generation of Shadowhunters

Johnatan Christopher “Jace” Lightwood-Herondale and Clarissa Adele “Clary” Fairchild

William Alexander Herondale

Marie Jocelyn Herondale

Simona Lucille Herondale

Alexander Gideon “Alec” Lightwood-Bane and Magnus Bane

Rafael Santiago Lightwood-Bane

Maxwell Michael “Max” Lightwood-Bane

Isabelle Sophia Lightwood and Simon Lewis Lovelace

Rebekah Maxine “Bex” Lightwood

Pheobe Clarissa Lightwood

Lewis George Lightwood

#the mortal instruments #clary fairchild #Jace Herondale #Alec Lightwood #magnus bane #Isabelle Lightwood #Simon Lewis #malec #sizzy #clace #the shadowhunter chronicles #tmi #cassandra clare #the dark artifices #the infernal devices #rafael lightwood bane #max lightwood bane

[snakedhand]

𝒎𝒂𝒙 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅'𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉

the day that isabelle lightwood lost her little brother max ; isabelle’s world crashed down . he had told her that he saw someone climbing the demon towers in alicante , but she had brushed him off . her little brother . the last conversation she’d ever have with him . he was only 9 years old ; izzy had boiled it down to him messing around when things were serious as a coping mechanism . but no . he was telling her the truth and isabelle didn’t listen to him . and from that day on , isabelle sophia lightwood became the youngest child again . something she never wanted . 

sebastian had taken her brother’s life , and she made it a mission to get revenge on her brother’s life . but she couldn’t do anything . the idea of leaving her bedroom was the hardest thing to do . isabelle couldn’t even attend her brother’s funeral . but what she did do was mourn . isabelle had left her whip to the side because it was her weapon that didn’t save her brother . her entire room was smashed to pieces that day , she couldn’t even bring herself to dress herself in white , she just tossed her lamp at her mirrors . letting it shatter and crash all over the floor , glass shards hit her ankles and wrists but she didn’t even feel the pain . however quick izrate’s got rid of the marks . no one needed to know the pain those small cuts hurt less than her heart . she had considered doing it herself , even tried a couple times , but she quickly healed the cuts , knowing her little brother would hate to see her in such pain . 

she had to clean her room fast , which she did . still in . complete and utter tears , blurry vision and a broken heart . isabelle then fell asleep with tears still falling down her face . she refused to open the door for anyone , she didn’t want to be seen . she hadn’t eaten in at least a week , water weight had dropped off , her skin paled and her hair stringy . she was a shell of who she once was but the only person that could get through to her was simon lewis . he came and scooped her up , let her be sad and didn’t condemn her for sobbing her heart out . his arms around her , started to heal her broken heart to an extent . but the weight , that guilt still carried in her heart . 

fast forward to her brother’s son max michael lightwood bane , there is still a sense of pain when she mentions his name , the guilt that she lost the original max lightwood . it’s still on her hands in her mind , no matter how many times people tell her it isn’t . that guilt is there . and she has vowed to train the new max lightwood bane , like she was going to her little brother ; now her nephew . isabelle has also vowed , that if she has a son , his middle name will be maxwell , which simon agreed to . not a second thought . she will forever honour the lightwood name , in honour of her little brother . 

#meta #headcanon #self harm tw #okay im sad now #death tw #grief tw #city of glass spoilers #cog spoilers

[carstairsa]

Max Ligthwood

Acabo de recordar que Max Michael Lightwood - Bane fue nombrado asi por Maxwell Joseph Lightwood quien a su vez fue nombrado asi por Maxwell Trueblood...

ahora no se si llorar o sentirme feliz...

#max lightwood bane #max lighwood #max trueblood #the shadowhunter chronicles #cassandra clare #las cronicas de los cazadores de sombras #the mortal instruments #the dark artifices #the cronicles of Bane #the tales of the shadowhunters academy #ghost of the shadow market #the eldest curses

[elenasblogger]

BIOGRAFIA - BIOGRAPHY

INTERPRETATO: - Dominic Sherwood (serie tv) - Jamie Campbell Bower (film)

NATO: ?, Alicante, Idris

SPECIE: Nephilim

ALIAS: - Jace Wayland - Jace Morgenstern

NOME COMPLETO: Jonathan Christopher Herondale

SEGNO DISTINTIVO: - Può attivare le rune senza l’uso dello stilo

OCCUPAZIONE: Capo dell’Istituto di New York (temporaneo)

PARTNER: Alexander Lightwood (Parabatai), Kaelie † (ex Compagna) e Clarissa Morgenstern (Fidanzata)

FAMIGLIA: - Céline Herondale † (Madre biologica) - Stephen Herondale † (Padre biologica) - Imogen Herondale † (Nonna paterna) - Valentine Morgenstern “Michael Wayland” † (Padre adottivo #1) - Maryse Lightwood (Madre adottiva #1) - Robert Lightwood (Padre adottivo #2) - Alexander Lightwood (Fratello) - Isabelle Lightwood (Sorella minore) - Maxwell Lightwood (Fratello minore)

AMICI: Simon Lewis, Alexander Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Maia Roberts, Luke Garroway e Magnus Bane

NEMICI: Valentine Morgenstern †, Lilith e Jonathan “Sebastian” Morgenstern

INTERPRETED: - Dominic Sherwood (tv series) - Jamie Campbell Bower (movie)

BORN: ?, Alicante, Idris

SPECIES: Nephilim

ALIAS: - Jace Wayland - Jace Morgenstern

FULL NAME: Jonathan Christopher Herondale

DISTINCTIVE SIGN: - Can activate the runes without the use of the stylus

EMPLOYMENT: Head of the Institute of New York (Temporary)

PARTNER: Alexander Lightwood (Parabatai), Kaelie † (former Partner) and Clarissa Morgenstern (Girlfriend)

FAMILY: - Céline Herondale † (biological Mother) - Stephen Herondale † (biological Father) - Imogen Herondale † (Grandmother) - Valentine Morgenstern "Michael Wayland" † (Adoptive Father # 1) - Maryse Lightwood (Adoptive Mother # 1) - Robert Lightwood (Adoptive Father # 2) - Alexander Lightwood (Brother) - Isabelle Lightwood (younger Sister) - Maxwell Lightwood (younger Brother)

FRIENDS: Simon Lewis, Alexander Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Maia Roberts, Luke Garroway and Magnus Bane

ENEMIES: Valentine Morgenstern †, Lilith and Jonathan "Sebastian" Morgenstern

#shadowhunters #the mortal instrument #jonathan christopher wayland #jonathan christopher morgenstern #jonathan christopher herondale #jace #dominic sherwood #jamie campbell bower #archive #edit #urban fantasy

[khaleesiofalicante]

LBAF Deleted Scene #?

The mic dropped to the ground and the apartment erupted in applause and cheers as Jace finished singing Shake it Off by Taylor Swift. 

‘And that one is for my birthday boy,” Jace yelled. “Happy birthday. David!”

They all cheered again - the adults drunk on alcohol and the young ones drunk on - well youthful vigor or whatever. 

David walked past him, his face flushed and happy. Alec grabbed him by the arm and pulled him closer. 

“Happy birthday!” Alec said loudly. 

“You already wished me,” David said, his cheeks flushing. 

“I can say it however many times I want!” Alec huffed. “I’m the Consul!”

David laughed at that, and a little hiccup got caught in his throat. Alec looked at the makeshift stage Magnus made at them. Rafael and Isabelle were on stage, singing and also salsa dancing to “Rhythm is Gonna Get You” by Gloria Estefan.

Alec look at his baby boy and his baby sister endearingly. 

Then he looked at David.

“I think you should sing,” Alec said. 

“I think you are drunk,” David countered and then blinked. “Sir.”

Alec laughed at that and then picked up a beer off the floor. “Here.”

“Uh,” David said. 

“The drinking age in Idris is way below 18.” Alec pointed out. 

“But we are not in Idris,” David pointed out. 

“We are everywhere and nowhere,” Alec said seriously. 

The song changed into something else. A Disney song. Alec knew this one. A Man Out of You from Mulan. Clary and Selena were doing a dramatic rendition of it on the stage now. David looked them, his face soft. 

“Have a couple of sips,” Alec urged. “Just loosen up.”

David took the bottle of beer, mostly because Alec asked him to and chugged it. Alec smiled at that. 

“David,” Alec said. 

“Yes?”

“Happy birthday!”

David laughed. “Thank you.”

The blonde boy was whisked away by his best friend when Jace flopped down next to Alec. 

“Nice job,” Alec gave two thumbs up. 

“Thank you,” Jace grinned. “But I don’t think any of us can top your version I Want it That Way. I want you to sing that at my funeral.”

“It would be very inappropriate,” Alec pointed out. 

“Then it’s perfect,” Jace winked. 

Lexi and Georgia were next on stage, singing - but mostly yelling - some song called Best Friend by Saweetie. 

“This song has a lot of swearing,” Alec wrinkled his nose. 

“I wonder want bussin means,” Jace said thoughtfully. 

“Or twerking,” Alec hummed. “Remind me to ask Magnus later.”

“Oh, I mostly definitely will,” Isabelle cooed as she danced past them with Clary. 

Alec looked at Magnus then. His husband was on the stage now, singing Hooked on a Feeling by Blue Swede along with Max, who had always shared his Bapak’s taste in music. 

“David is the only one who hasn’t sung yet,” Alec complained. 

“Don’t worry,” Jace said conspirationally. “I gave him a little something to relax.”

Alec raised an eyebrow. “I did too.”

“Me too,” Simon looked alarm. 

“We did too,” Clary and Isabelle giggled. 

“Where is David?” Alec stood up suddenly.

“I’m hereeeeeeeee,” the boy yelled from stage. 

“Yas, Chouchou!” Selena yelled from the other side of the room. 

David tapped the mic experimentally. “Testing. Testing.”

Georgia giggled at that. “It works!”

“Awesome!” The boy boy said brightly, swaying a little on stage. “I have a special dedication for one Maxwell Michael Lightwood-Bane. Max! Where are you?!?!”

“I’m here, babe!” Max screamed, jumping up and down in excitement. “Oh my god. He is going to sing the most romantic Frank Ocean song ever. You will all see!”

David laughed at that, his blonde head throw back carelessly. “This one is for you, love. Happy Birthday!”

“It’s your birthday!” Rafael chuckled. 

“Happy birthday!” Alec yelled. 

“Thank you. Thank you,” David bowed. “DJ. Hit my song please.”

Alec expected something like Can’t Helping Falling in Love to play. But something Alec didn’t recognise started to play.

“Oh my god,” Lexi said in glee. “Teach Me How to Dougie!”

“Yes!” David yelled back, taking off his suit jacket.

“By the Angel,” Selena said covering her face. “Chouchou! Stop!”

But David was already already taking off his shirt, now standing only in his trousers and red tie, moving his hips and throwing his hands up and doing all sorts of things. 

“Somebody get him,” Clary started to laugh.

“Move away!” Jackson shushed them. “I’m recording this!”

“Max!” Magnus yelled. “Alexander!”

Alec turned around and Rafael fell off his chair laughing. 

Max was on the floor too, passed out. 

#bye then I'm off to the beach #lbaf #my writing