if elminster steals my cheese one more time i'm rocking that old man's shit, gale approval be damned
i'm gonna end it all
headcanon where clary dreams about a man with blond hair and green eyes smiling at her while she's painting. she can't help but notice the slightly faded parabatai rune, can't help but notice the nostalgic beauty that man carries.
"it's beautiful." he says, looking at her drawing.
clary can't help but wonder if the man were an artist too.
must run in the family, he thinks, the love for art.
when clary wakes up that morning and looks at herself in the mirror, green eyes stare back at her. she smiles, turning around to see the painting drying.
a blond and a dark haired man, their backs to her. one carried a gun; the other, a chakram.
it's beautiful, she thinks.
to be clear this is not an invitation to shit on cordelia you leave my girl alone i'm just venting
nah sorry cordelia has been losing me for a while and like....
this is SO different and so much worse than the aline scene in cog.
like you are a a married woman. even if it is fake, there's a level of respect that banging his fucking parabatai absolutely betrays. you're supposedly so in love with him and know him so well yet you fully intended on, i repeat, fucking his parabatai.
i'm trying so hard to stay on the cordelia train and she is not making it easy. i keep telling myself she's fully under the impression he loves grace but it's still so hard 😭
i would be so much more compelled by this whole fake fiancée thing if it was sel i'm SORRY i just don't give a shit about nick as a love interest
this will never not be funny
So below is, the original version of the scene that begins on page 137 in City of Glass, “Jace looked at Alec steadily. “What’s between you and Magnus Bane? In the original version, Jace actually does kiss Alec, more to make a point than anything else, but the resultant scene made me laugh and made my editor laugh, hysterically. It didn’t work — made the emotional impact of Jace telling off Alec less. I warn you, it is not romantic. - Cassie
Jace looked at Alec steadily. Then he said, “What’s between you and Magnus Bane?” Alec’s head jerked to the side, as if Jace had slapped him or pushed him. “I don’t — there’s nothing —” “I know better,” Jace said, forestalling him. “I’m not stupid. Tell me the truth.” “There isn’t anything between us,” Alec said — and then, catching the look on Jace’s face, added with great reluctance, “any more. There’s nothing between us any more. Okay?” “And why is that? Magnus really liked you.” “Drop it, Jace,” Alec said in a warning tone. Jace was having none of being warned. “Magnus says it’s because you’re hung up on me. Is that true?” There was a moment of utter silence. Then Alec gave a despairing howl of horror and put his hands up to cover his face. “I am going to kill Magnus. Kill him dead.” “Don’t. He cares about you. He really does. I believe that,” Jace said, managing to sound only a little bit awkward. “Look. I don’t want to push you into anything, but do you maybe want to —” “Call Magnus? Look, that’s a dead end, I know you’re trying to be helpful, but —” “—kiss me?” Jace finished. Alec looked as if he were about to fall off his chair. “WHAT? What? What?” “Once what would do.” Jace did his best to look as if this were the sort of suggestion one made all the time. “I think it might help.” Alec looked at him with something like horror. “You don’t mean that.” “Why wouldn’t I mean it?” “Because you’re the straightest person I know. Possibly the straightest person in the universe.” “Exactly,” Jace said, and leaned forward, and kissed Alec on the mouth. The kiss lasted approximately four seconds before Alec pulled forcefully away, throwing his hands up as if to ward Jace off from coming at him again. He looked as if he were about to throw up. “By the Angel,” he said. “Don’t ever do that again.” “Oh yeah?” Jace grinned, and almost meant it. “That bad?” “Like kissing my brother,” said Alec, with a look of horror in his eyes. “I thought you might feel that way.” Jace crossed his arms over his chest. “Also, I’m hoping we can just gloss over all the irony in what you just said.” “We can gloss over whatever you want to,” Alec said fervently. “Just don’t kiss me again.” “I’m not going to. I have other business to take care of.” Jace stood up, kicking his chair back. “If anyone asks where I am, tell them I went for a walk.” “Where are you actually going?” Alec asked, watching him walk to the door. “To see Clary?” “No.” Jace shook his head. “I’m going to the Gard. I’m going to break Simon out of jail.”
i always imagine sauce in the bath then i see art that reminds me it was very much a sauceless bath and i think that's a cursed fact
An anon suggested a drawing of baby Jace in his bath of spaghetti and I loved the idea so here it is!
jesse better get alive again and marry lucie. that is an ORDER
TID REREAD COMPLETED
excuse me while i die of emotional turmoil in a corner
will and jem invented soulmateism
23all oathbound & ragpicker king spoilers will be marked
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