Art by Cassandra Jean! Church > Jace > Clary > Alec > Magnus > Jem > Tessa > Will > Emma > Jules > Ty all helping celebrate me hitting 800,000 followers on Twitter. Arbitrary number but I’m always up for a celebration. I’ll be posting some art and snippets in the next few days for fun. We’ll start with CJ’s banner and:
A snippet from Lord of Shadows:
There was a long silence. Magnus sighed. “I have to hand it to you,” he said. “I never thought Jace and Clary would be topped by anyone else in terms of insane, self-destructive decisions, but you all are giving them a run for their money.”
“I really had nothing to do with this,” Kieran pointed out stiffly.
“I think you will find many poor decisions led you here, my friend,” Magnus said. “All right, you — all of you — wait here. And don’t do anything stupid.”
He strode out of the room on long, black-clad legs, swearing under his breath.
“He’s getting more and more like Gandalf,” said Emma, watching him go. “I mean, a hot, younger-looking Gandalf, but I keep expecting him to start stroking his long white beard and muttering darkly.
I just love this. I mean aside from the fact that it looks like Max ‘n Mag are pointing at Daddy Alec on the other side of the inside-cover illustration, I’m obsessed with Papa Magnus’ giant hand steadying his tiny, flower-sweater-wearing Blueberry Boy.
Fuck me up, the Lightwood-Banes hurt me so good.
from Lord of Shadows, illustrated by Cassandra Jean:
There was a commotion atop the pavilion, and a single blast from a horn shattered the murmuring quiet in the clearing. The gentry looked up. A tall figure had appeared beside the throne. He was all in white, salt-white, with a doublet of white silk and gauntlets of white bone. White horns curled from either side of his head, startling against the blackness of his hair. A gold band encircled his forehead.
Cristina exhaled. “The King.”
Emma could see his profile: it was beautiful. Clear, precise, clean like a drawing of something perfect. Emma couldn’t have described the shape of his eyes or cheekbones or the crook of his mouth, and she lacked Jules’ ability to paint it, but she knew it was uncanny and wonderful and that she would remember the face of the King of the Seelie Court for all of her life.
He turned, bringing his face into full view. Emma heard Cristina gasp faintly. The King’s face was divided down the middle. The right side was the face of a handsome young man, luminous with youth and beauty. The left side was an inhuman mask, gray skin tight and leathery over bone, eyesocket empty and black, mottled with red scars.
Kieran, bound to the tree, looked once at the monstrous face of his father and turned his head away, his chin dropping, tangled dark hair falling to hide his eyes.
I finally managed to get @cassandrajp ’s Reindeer Boy today! It was hard to get, since my parents don’t really approve of graphic novels and stuff, but OH MY GOSH. I honestly thought I would die from how cute this was! Finally something amazing to read that isn’t angsty and makes me cry, but is still super high quality. I finished it in, like, 20 minutes and am planning on rereading this every single day for the rest of my life! @yenpress If you don’t let Cassandra Jean publish more volumes, I will actually self-implode! Prancer used to be my favorite reindeer, but every single one of them are challenging that now! I was so excited that this would actually be a thing, rather than just drawings on Tumblr, and it was definitely worth the wait!
P.S. Don’t think I didn’t miss the Cuckoos Three reference! Looking forward to the next update!