Alexander Gideon Lightwood deserves the world but the world doesn’t deserve him.
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@malecftmaxrafe
Alexander Gideon Lightwood deserves the world but the world doesn’t deserve him.
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!
omg!! can I have some more ss with malec? Pls 🙏🏻
Sure!! We don’t have many Malec romantic scenes tho, only one. But they look cute anyway 🥰
ALEC AND MAGNUS? HELLO?????
MY FATHERS!!!
Thomas the best brother in law. Change my mind
Happy Better in Black receipt 🖤ㅤ
THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS GRAPHIC NOVEL VOLUME 9 IS COMING??? 👀
with border and without
i was bored and wanna try something lmaooo. which you like more?
>>> the perfect court the foxhole court the raven king the king's men the sunshine court the golden raven the broken cage >>> the queen's game
wymack giving kevin a safe place. kevin giving andrew a purpose. andrew giving neil a home. neil giving wymack headaches. gotta love a full circle moment
Clary. Last piece of the trio Clary//Jace//Sebastian
“What about you, little girl? You going to be a Shadowhunter like your dad?“ Clary tried to hide her annoyance. “No,” she said. “I’m going to be a Shadowhunter, but I’m not going to be like my father. And my name’s Clarissa, but you can call me Clary.” The elevator came to a stop; the doors slid open. The warlock woman’s blue eyes rested on Clary for a moment. “Oh, I know your name,” she said. “Clarissa Morgenstern. Little girl who stopped a big war.”
Artwork by mchoux (me), please credit if you repost it somewhere.
You can also take a look at my artworks of Sebastian and Clary.
Jem and Tessa for Valentine’s Day🩷💌 characters belong to @cassandraclare
sam.rosariio: Clary & Jace circa some year between 2007 and 2014???
Heart Shaped Sunglasses ft Blackstairs
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Malec Valentine's Day cards...
Art: @cassandrajean
Malec + petnames:
“Alec, my darling. Clary. And rat-boy.”
―City of Ashes.
"Hey, honey," said Magnus, and it was a little marvelous that he meant Alec. "What's new?"
―The Red Scrolls of Magic.
“Hey, gorgeous, how are you feeling?” he murmured.
―The Red Scrolls of Magic.
Magnus gave him a look of surprising sweetness. “Not me, love,” he said. “We’ll think of something.”
―The Red Scrolls of Magic.
“Oh, my love,” Magnus murmured. “I am so glad to be home.”
―The Red Scrolls of Magic.
Alec woke to Magnus's shaking his shoulder. "Come on, sweet pea," he said. "Time to rise and face the day."
―City of Lost Souls.
"Oh, honey." Magnus kissed Alec's neck anyway.
―The Lost Book of the White.
"They're the only leads we have, my love," Alec said, "so I think we're getting in the cabs."
―The Lost Book of the White.
"Darling," Magnus said quietly, "we're invisible."
―The Lost Book of the White.
Magnus continued stroking Alec's chest were the thorn had entered, until Alec, wirh effort, said, "Not here, my love. Ragnor is watching us."
―The Lost Book of the White.
I will then entertain the children for the rest of the day while you, my love, my all, take a nap and join us whenever you please.
―Secrets of Blackthorn Hall.
Dear delectable muffin of love, I hope this perfumed letter finds you well, and that you and R and M are having an excellent time in your exotic journey to…well, I believe the term you used was “upstate.”
―Secrets of Blackthorn Hall.
two birthday snippets
For my dear friend Cat of TMI Source.
Jace& Clary (happy birthday, Jace!) from Better in Black:
“Remove your mind from the gutter for a moment,” said Clary. “We have to find Maryse’s brother, and bring him home.”
To her surprise, Jace looked worried. “There’s the chance he won’t want to come home.”
“Of course he will. Think how you would feel, if you spent decades completely cut off from your family, your friends, everyone and everything you know.”
“I think,” Jace said carefully, “that I would feel extremely angry, if my family and friends and everyone I knew made me choose between them or losing you.”
“All the more reason to find him and tell him things are different now. That Maryse is different.”
“What if he doesn’t care? Just because she wants his forgiveness doesn’t mean he’s ready to forgive. And…” Jace looked away. “Sometimes losing someone hurts less than getting them back.”
And some Kel&Antonetta from Ragpicker King:
Kel turned to Antonetta. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have shouted at you. I should have thanked you. You saved our lives.”
She took the front of his jacket in her small hands. The wind off the water bit at them coldly; Antonetta was shivering. Kel wanted more than anything to wrap her up in his cloak. “What happened, Kel?” she whispered. “Who were those people? Why were they chasing you? And the people you’re with—”
“Antonetta.” His throat ached, hard, as it had not in years—not since that first time she had turned away from him, at her debut ball, and he had forced himself to show nothing, to give no sign that it hurt. Antonetta, I can’t tell you. I want to, but I cannot.
“Don’t ask me,” he said. “If you demand an answer, I will lie to you. And I am a very good liar.”
“I know,” she whispered.
Letter from Jace to Clary (for Kickstarter)
[written for Theresa]
Dear Clary,
You said you wanted me to write you a letter for your birthday, so here I am, writing that letter. At first I thought that maybe you weren’t serious. After all, we live in the same house. We are not separated by time, dimensions, or the turbulent ocean, which are the usual reasons people write letters.
I thought maybe you were being self-effacing, that you just didn’t want me to go to any trouble, especially when we have wedding planning coming up (hopefully soon—since we’re waiting on a peace process, it could be a while).
So I came up with the idea of taking you on a flying motorcycle to see the Northern Lights, but when I suggested it you said no, you only wanted a letter.
I suggested we portal to the south of France and pick lavender and have a picnic, but you said no, you wanted a letter.
I suggested we use our Shadowhunter skills to break into the Met so you could stand in front of every painting for as long as you want, but you said no, you’d rather have a letter.
I suggested we portal to the Tokyo International Anime Fair, because I remembered you saying you’d always wanted to go, but you said no, you’d rather have a letter.
I suggested I could find you the best, most beautiful sword that you’d ever seen, and had your initials carved into it, or a subtle message like “I <3 Jace” but you said no, you’d rather have a letter.
And then I realized that while we have had an amazing time together all these years, and we’ve always gone around the world and seen incredible things, that things are different now. Now there is a shadow hanging over everything, the shadow of the situation in Alicante. And I realized that what you actually wanted is something you can keep with you that reminds you of hope.
So let me tell you, in this letter, why you should hope.
Because no matter what we are facing, we are still us, Jace and Clary. We still have our friends and the people who love us. We have faced so much together, and we have always come out of the darkness into light. And in the end, I believe that love will always win out against hate, because I have faced some of the greatest evil that has ever been known, and the strength I have found in how much I love you has always carried me through. So keep this letter with you, even the in dark moments. Especially in the dark moments. I hope that it brings you comfort to know that I love you more than life itself. And if it doesn’t, remember: You could have had a flying motorcycle ride to see the Northern Lights, and you turned it down.
yours,
Jace