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[cupcakesandkittens]

You're back!!! Are you on break? I was worried if you're still busy or not. I missed you 💫

Heyy!! Kinda, have been a bit busy these past few weeks:( but much like going in a break now cause I'll be inactive for some time..trust me even I missed you a lot!!❤ but we'll catch up soon✌😍❤

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thank u barbie for showing bi/lesbian solidarity

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thank u barbie for paving the way to bi/lesbian/trans solidarity

[goodbirb]

Don’t forget bi and pan rights !

[krowbby]

this reply is so funny to me. sorry straights™, barbie is part of the GCU (gay cinematic universe) now

[boxlizard]

reblog if you support the gay cinematic universe

[cupcakesandkittens]

DITTO!!!🥺❤❤

[morgana0anagrom]

finally finished painting Lysandra from Throne of glass series by @sjmaas

i really enjoyed painting her, hope you guys will like it xoxo 

[rinadragomir]

Thomas: My sexuality? My sexuality is more complex, you see, it's more of a spectrum-

Alastair: *walks by*

Thomas: Gay. I'm fucking gay.

[blueandgreyedits]

Cristina Rosales

“Helping him would be a true betrayal of my father.“ ”If you don’t help, then it will be a true betrayal of your brother,“ said Cristina. ”Sometimes you cannot be loyal to everyone.”

[princessesfanarts]

By ARiA-Illustration

[imherongraystairstrash]

Hi, whenever you have time can you write something about Thomas and Alastair please? Literally anything that isn’t angsty or sad. Fluffy/happy because after COI my heart needs to feel happy again. Thank you💞

Ohh, what a good request! I’ll confess that I was a bit nervous to write this because I didn’t know how I’d compete with COI! The first four bits of dialogue are references to a video Morgan Adams made with her friend, Trinity, because I literally watched that scene and thought “Thomastair” and I just loved it so much that I couldn’t not include it. Also, this is in modern language because I liked how it sounded better. Anyway, I hope this makes your heart feel happy!!

Characters: Alastair & Thomas (fluff)

...

“We’re experiencing life.” Thomas said, poking at the logs with a stick to get the fire to burn brighter. 

“This sucks.” Alastair said, his marshmallow drooping over the fire. 

“No, it’s called life.”

Alastair stared at the fire for a second before saying, “Life sucks.”

Thomas snorted and Alastair looked up and smiled softly, clearly proud that he made Thomas laugh.

Thomas got up from his crouch and sank down next to Alastair, stretching his feet out. Alastair considered his legs before saying, “how the hell did you grow so tall during your travel year? What did they feed you in Spain?”

“I didn’t grow THAT tall.”

“You were the size of an elf and now you’re taller than the Eiffel Tower.” Alastair said.

Thomas stared into his dark eyes for a moment and narrowed them. “Your marshmallow’s on fire.”

Alastair turned his gaze to said marshmallow. “Ah, an accurate representation of my life so far.” 

Thomas rolled his eyes fondly and reached to grab Alastair’s hand, who took it instantly. Thomas was focusing on how he was playing with the Lightwood ring when they heard the crack of a twig behind them. He and Alastair exchanged a quick glance.

“You don’t think it’s dangerous, do you?” Thomas whispered. “If not the sensor would have picked it up, right?” 

Alastair shrugged, looking in the direction of the sound. “It can’t be my sleep paralysis demon.” He whispered back, “I have to be lying in bed about to sleep for it to be that.”

“You sleep just fine when you’re with me.” Thomas pointed out.

“Exactly. The times I CAN sleep,” Alastair said, not looking away from the spot, “it’s because you’re there.”

Thomas stared at Alastair’s side profile, the fire casting shadows on the panes of his beautiful face. 

“Pay attention, Lightwood. We could be about to die.”

Thomas sighed. “At least I’d die with you. If we go down, then we go down together.”

“Listen here; I can make jokes about death, but when you do it, you make me sad, so stop.”

“What?” Thomas whispered intensely, “How come you can make me sad with jokes about death, but I can’t make YOU sad?”

“Are these the kinds of conversations you too have when you’re alone?” Matthew asked, coming out of the shadows.

“You bastard, why did you take so long to come out?” Thomas demanded

Matthew’s jaw dropped in surprise. “I let YOU take your sweet time. And for your information, I’m already ou—”

“He meant the woods, idiot.” Alastair said.

“Oh, right. Yeah, I was just being dramatic.”

“Lies! His shoelaces got stuck on a branch.” Lucie said. “I saw it.”

Matthew stuck his tongue out at her.

“Anyway, I came to report that we’ve heard no signs of the demon we’re looking for.” Lucie said, popping a marshmallow in her mouth. 

“Yes, we haven’t either.” Matthew said, “Though I came here to get away from Grace and Kit.” He shuddered. "They won’t stop gushing over Darwin’s theory of evolution or something. If I wanted to listen to science talk, I would have just stayed home and asked Father for flirting advice.” 

“Your camp is sad,” Lucie said to Matthew, taking another marshmallow. “Cordelia and I are trying to see who can fit the most grapes in their mouths. I was winning too, but James said to stop or we’d ‘choke and die’ or whatever. Anyway, I’m off to find Jesse.” Lucie said getting up to her feet and skipping away happily. 

“I’m going with her.”

“Let me guess, ‘to protect her’” Thomas said.

“Angel, no. I need HER to protect ME.” Matthew said. “You haven’t forgotten that she can command the dead, have you?” He didn’t wait for a reply, sprinting away to catch up to Lucie.

“I’m disappointed to say that that wasn’t intolerable.” Alastair said with a frown.

“It’s called getting used to it.” Thomas smiled at Alastair. 

They seemed to have a moment where they lost themselves in each other. Thomas looked into Alastair’s stunning dark eyes, his incredibly long lashes and caramel skin. He liked the way the same strand of silky black hair always seemed to fall across his forehead and into his eyes. And the way Alastair always reached up to push it back. This time, Thomas reached out first. Instead of pushing it back though, he brought it to the side so that his fingers grazed Alastair’s cheek. Alastair’s eyelids softened and he looked down briefly before looking back up at Thomas.

“I never meant to make you sad.” He whispered. 

Thomas shrugged. “As long as what you say about yourself are jokes. Besides, you can never make me sad, because I know you never mean to hurt me.” Thomas said with a smile.

Alastair looked at him, his eyes dancing. “I love you, Thomas.”

“I love you too.”

“You have horrible taste in—”

Thomas cut him off by pressing his lips into a kiss. Alastair’s lips were soft against his own. They kissed slowly and softly as fire crackled in front of them. Thomas felt that part of him was burning from the fire, but his entire being was burning for Alastair. 

Alastair hummed against his lips as Thomas ran his hands down his chest.

“Don’t insult my taste in men, because mine’s the best in the country.” Thomas mumbled into his lips.

Alastair smiled. “What did the world do to deserve you.” He didn’t mean it as a question; Alastair kissed him again before he could even register the words.

He ran his expert hands through Thomas’ hair. Thomas had seen those hands close around fighting spears and he’d seen those hands bandage his own when he burned them during patrol. He’d seen those hands play Chopin’s Nocturne, flying through across the keys to play the different notes. He’d also seen those hands play the songs Thomas had written, bringing life to Thomas’ innermost thoughts, bringing them into existence. Thomas’ songs either coaxed a smile out of Alastair, or brought tears to his eyes.

Now he felt those hands, tugging and caressing his hair. Both boys smiled as they kissed each other, perfectly content with being in the presence of the other. Perfectly content with, after all these years, finally kissing someone they loved and being kissed by someone who loved them. 

Thomas fought back a groan and pulled Alastair closer when the sensor next to them buzzed. 

They broke apart, instantly on their feet, weapons in hand.

“Let’s get this over with.” Thomas sighed.

“Yes, let this be revenge for interrupting us.”  

“That sounds like a good plan.”

Alastair was tightening his leather gauntlets when Thomas spoke.

“Alas?”

Alastair glanced at him in response.

“How about we don’t immediately tell the others we killed the demon?”

Alastair tilted his head to the side before understanding what Thomas meant and grinning fiendishly. “I like the way you think, Tom. Now let’s kill this demon so we can get back to what we were doing.”

Thomas blushed and nodded. As he ran into battle, Alastair beside him, he did so with a smile. 

...

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[imherongraystairstrash]

no 53 for gabriel and cecily, if you could please add a slow burn kiss i would be so grateful but either way it's up to you tyy

Ahh, I love this requesttt!! I took a while to write it because I’ve never so much as held a boy’s hand, but I hope I did Gabrily justice! Thank you so much for the ask!! Also, I always see Gabriel calling Cecily by her maiden name because he’s used to repeating it so many times before going to sleep that it’s practically ingrained in his mind lol

Characters: Gabriel Lightwood x Cecily Herondale/Lightwood

Prompt: “I’m crazy about you”

...

After a long day, Gabriel and Cecily were finally back in their private chambers. The Institute, as always, was a swirl of activity, with Charlotte tutoring Will on the management of the institute, multiple demon attacks in the city everyday and Downworlders requesting frequent meetings, the residents of the London Institute kept busy. 

Cecily was staring out of the window in the middle when Gabriel must have come from behind, because out of nowhere, arms encircled her waist. She almost would have accidentally elbowed him in the stomach, had she not been so tired that her reflexes were a big ball of mush. He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, his soft and silky hair tickling her jawline. She smiled and tugged lightly on one of his lovely brown curls. 

Gabriel was tall enough and Cecily small enough that he could easily rest his chin on the top of her head, which he did now.

“I didn’t see much of you today.” Gabriel muttered. “I missed you.”

Cecily smiled despite herself. “It’s like you can’t live without me.”

“I probably could, but I would be horribly miserable.”

Cecily turned in his arms and got on her tiptoes to kiss his lips softly. 

“It’s a good thing I’m here to stay then.”

Gabriel smiled and brought his lips to hers again. His lips were soft against hers and she could feel them pulsing as they slanted to lock perfectly against her own.  

They kissed in pure, sweet bliss what could have been anywhere in between a minute or hours. When they pulled apart once more to breathe, it was ever so slightly, the tips of their lips barely still touching. 

Gabriel tilted his head to the side to the tiniest of degrees, nudging her lips with his own, drawing her head upwards with his hands. They met in another kiss, and they yet again fell into the abyss of each other’s lips. 

Each movement was minuscule, yet it felt like waves crashing against the surface of a rock, slowly stripping the layers of it’s surface, leaving it completely vulnerable. Cecily’s hands went up Gabriel's neck, lacing at the nape. 

Gabriel broke apart and began kissing a line down Cecily’s face, starting at the corner of her lip and going to cheek. His lips grazed over her jawline and despite them barely touching her skin, she shivered. He moved to her neck and planted a kiss on a sensitive spot, which provoked a low moan from Cecily’s throat. She felt him shake from a small chuckle.

“You’re wicked, you know that?” She said, scolding.

Gabriel hummed, and pressed her closer to his body. He kissed her behind the ear and her head involuntarily fell back. Gabriel’s hands drew lazy circles with his fingers against her back, swooping lower and lower until he reached her upper thighs. The sensations she was feeling were so overwhelming, she felt she might explode. Her eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably, her lips quivering as she lost herself in her husband's soft kisses. 

He began walking her backwards, yet she didn’t care enough about where they were going to look behind her. His hands moved to her hips and he lifted her swiftly, sitting her down gently on the desk. He clasped his mouth over hers and eased her slowly to her back, so that she was laying on the table. He drew her arms behind her head before stopping, smirking and kissing her nose. 

“What a tease.” Cecily said, shaking her head.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her chest. He was warm against her body and when he chuckled she could feel his chest against her own. She undid his cravat, letting the collar of his shirt open and expose the pulsing of his throat and the sharp edges of his collarbones. Gabriel put a hand in her hair and buried his head in her neck. He muttered her name against her skin, and Cecily couldn’t help but run her fingers through his soft curls. Her hands swooped down and traced his jawline, where she hooked her fingers under his chin and lifted his face up, bringing his lips to her own. 

Cecily nibbled his under lip softly and he groaned softly against her lips. His arms went around her, holding her like she was the only thing that mattered in the world. 

Gabriel kissed her lavishly slow, so slowly that Cecily soon became impatient. She arched her back against his chest and quickened the kiss until they were both doing so  feverishly. She ran her hands under his shirt, tracing the places where she knew his scars lay, places she already memorized and kissed many times. She kissed him until they couldn’t breathe. They broke apart, gasping.

“I’m crazy about you.” Gabriel said, his voice hoarse, nuzzling her cheek and planting a kiss there. “I’m crazy about you, Cecily Herondale.”

Cecily kissed the tip of his jaw. “You are the reason I can’t sleep at night when I’m alone. You’re the reason I get up in the morning. I’m crazy about you, Gabriel Lightwood.”

Gabriel looked into her eyes, his hand caressing her cheek before slowly lifting her in his arms. She straddled his waist as he carried her to their bed. She could feel his heart beating quickly against her own racing heart, his warm skin matching her own. 

When they crashed into bed, they did so laughing.

…

“How is it that I taught you this, and yet you’re better at it than I?” Gabriel said, his voice hoarse.

“Men may be the ones to learn things first, but women are always the ones who improve them.” Cecily said, toying with the bed spread.

Gabriel snorted. “I cannot disagree with that.”

Cecily shifted in the sheets and pressed her body against Gabriel’s side. His arm went around her automatically, comforting against her lower back. 

“Tell me a story.”

“Once upon a time—” 

Cecily lightly slapped his chest with the back of her hand. “You know what I mean.” She said. That was the way she asked Gabriel how his day was. 

It was how her father used to ask her family, too. 

“Alas, my day was uneventful.” Gabriel said, kissing her temple.

Cecily hummed at the kiss and shifted under the sheets to get closer to him. “Surely something interesting has transpired?”

“Yes, you’re right. But I needn’t tell you what it is.”

Cecily put her chin on his shoulder and looked up at him, frowning. “And why’s that?”

“Why, you were there, weren’t you? I imagine you don’t need me to recount our relations.”

Cecily smirked. “Perhaps I wish to hear it come out of your tongue.”

Gabriel turned his head to look at her and narrowed his eyes. “Are we still talking about the same thing? Or did you take the opportunity to change topics?”

Cecily shrugged. “Do what you will with that information.”

“You’re insufferable.” Gabriel said, grinning. “And scandalous. I should do well to wash your mouth with soap.” 

Cecily sighed, “As long as you’re the one doing it.” 

Gabriel shook his head, chuckling softly.

“What? Would you rather I be a prude?”

Gabriel scoffed. “You put words in my mouth, Cecy. I would never wish you a prude.”

“Right, silly me. Of course you wouldn’t,” Cecily said.

“What are you implying?”

“You’re a whore, Gabriel Lightwood.”

Gabriel gasped, pretending to be offended at her statement. “How could you say that to me?” 

“I’m only saying the truth, darling.” Cecily said, tracing the marriage rune on his chest

“The truth hurts.” Gabriel said.

“Would you like me to kiss it to make it better?” Cecily said sarcastically.

“That depends on whether you’ll call me a whore if I do.” 

“Gabriel,” She said, propping her head on her fist so that she was above him. “I embrace you’re whore-ly-ness.”

A smile broke across Gabriel’s face and he put his hands up in triumph. “Did you hear that London? She embraces my being a whore!”

“Of course I do, you idiot!” She said laughing. 

“You really do, Cecily?”

Cecily rolled her eyes “Yes, yes I do.”

“Cecy,” Gabriel said, turning to her. “You are the greatest woman in the universe!”

He took her face in his hand and kissed her hard. 

“I know I am. Now get over here and let us profess our love once more!” 

“Again?”

Cecily raised her eyebrows, amused. “Do you not want to?”

Gabriel smirked, “I never said that.” 

Cecily threw him a devilish grin.

“Then forget dawn. We ride at…”

Gabriel fetched the clock on the nightside table.

“1:30 am.”

“We ride at 1:30 am!” Cecily said triumphantly, as they crashed back into bed.

...

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[lady-lye]

the girlies from Chain of Iron!! This started out as a doodle page and ended up as… whatever this is! Anyway I love them all to death :) Hope you all like it!!! This piece + some closeups are also on my IG @/ ladylyeart <3 

characters belong to @cassandraclare thanks 4 the tears <3 

[rrrhysand]

“nothing can break us”

[shadowandbonecentral]

[cupcakesandkittens]

I AM GOING NUTS AFTER WATCHING THIS AND I DONT HAVE IT IN ME TO WAIT ANY LONGET 🤯🤯🤯😭😭😭❤❤❤❤

[emmaduerrewatson]

THE CROWS  //  No mourners, no funerals. Another way of saying good luck. But it was something more. A dark wink to the fact that there would be no expensive burials for people like them, no marble markers to remember their names, no wreaths of myrtle and rose.

[iinejs]

AMITA SUMAN as INEJ GHAFA in SHADOW AND BONE (2021)

[sixofbabycrows]

THE OUTFIT SHE’S WEARING ON THE SKIFF>>>>>>>>>>

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[mango-pickle]

Hell yes

[nik-nazyalensky-deactivated2020]

These desi memes are giving me life

[postcardpdf-deactivated20220321]

when i tell you i cAckLed

[cipher-dorito]

[susane-jackson-deactivated20220]

This is my addition

[cipher-dorito]

THE HOLY TRINITY

[daughter-of-hades1218-deactivat]

holy shit, the accuracy

[the-carrot-king-deactivated2022]

THIS IS SO ACCURATE-

[bluebirdflyingtoyou]

@desi-hall-of-fame

[iloveicecreamandlike3people]

@darkshadowqueensrule

[incorrectquotesconaisseur]

Starting a tagging game!!!

Name 5 of the fictional characters that resemble your personality the most

1. Jo March from “Little Women”

2. Devi Vishwakumar from “Never Have I Ever”

3. Nina Zenik from “Six of Crows”

4. Merida from “Brave” (YEAH I LIKE DISNEY CARTOONS SO WHAT)

5. Hermione Granger from “Harry Potter”

Tagging @accio-dopamine @blackpheonix @brekkercookie @caffeinated-365 @billyrussosbitch @not-just-human and anyone else who wants to do this :))))

[brekkercookie]

oooh this seems fun

thanks for the tag @incorrectquotesconaisseur @wolfnzy01 !!

1. Nina Zenik (Six of Crows)

2. General Organa [fight me if you think she is a princess] (Star Wars)

3. Phoebe Buffay (Friends)

4. Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)

5. Robin Buckley (Stranger Things)

tags! @lightningboytytonjesper @zeromournerszerofunerals @kittheyounger @sxphiemxlfoy @weepingnovellas and anyone else who would like to!

[weepingnovellas]

Thank you for tagging me ❤️❤️ @brekkercookie

1. Ariel (The Little Mermaid)

2. Mare Barrow ( Red Queen)

3. August Flynn (This Savage Song)

4. Lazlo Strange (Strange The Dreamer)

5. Tanjiro Kamado (Demon Slayer)

Tagging:

@greenbriarxrose @starlesssaintscultleader @ any one else

[wylanvnneck]

Hey there, thanks for the tag @weepingnovellas​ 💕

1. Anne Shirley (Anne of Green Gables)

2. Cress Darnel (Lunar Chronicles)

3. Darcy Lewis (Marvel)

4. Rapunzel (Tangled)

5. Chandler (F.R.I.E.N.D.S)

Tagging;  @too-many-aspirations @cupcakesandkittens @herondalesunsetcurve @arangiajoan @adoravel-fenomeno 

[cupcakesandkittens]

Tysm for tagging me @greenbriarxrose <3

Okay this is tough but let's see

1. Lissa Dragomir from The Vampire Academy

2. Cristina Rosales from The Dark Artifices

3. Alec Lightwood Bane from The Mortal Instruments

4. Heather from The Cruel Prince

5. Lucie Herondale from The Last Hour

Tagging- @dark-artifices-only @inej-herondale @rinadragomir @sassyscissorsranchangel and anyone whobwants to do this really 🤍

[imherongraystairstrash]

De-age Will part 3

Part I

Part II

…

The next morning, Charlotte went into Will’s room to find that he was not in bed. She sighed and went about looking for him around the institute.

“Will,” she called out. “Where have you run off to?”

She walked through the corridors and peeked inside rooms, but she could find him anywhere. 

“Will?” She called again.

“What?”

Charlotte turned quickly and found Will, in his older, normal state. 

“You’re back.” She said in disbelief.

“What do you mean?”

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