the artificer

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Lady Midnight Challenge: Day 4 - The Twins: Ty-Ty and Livvy


“For all Ty’s frightening intellect, for all his strangeness and indifference to other people, he was inseparable from his twin.”

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“She took Ty’s hand and said something to him in the quiet, private language they had.”

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Kieran gave a tiny bow. “I am Kieran of the Wild Hunt.”
“One of the faerie convoy?” Livvy looked from Mark to Julian. “One of the ones who whipped Emma?”
Julian nodded.
Ty looked at Mark, and then the others. His face was pale and cold. “Why is he still alive?”

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Lord of Shadows Challenge → Week 4: Kierark

mundane!AU

They live together in a small apartment. Mark makes breakfast every morning and kisses his sleepyhead on the forehead and lips, laughing. Kieran smiles.

They’re happy. They’re going to get married.

There’s no war. No walls between them. Only their own Happily Ever After.

“Ty climbed up onto the porch beside Kit and sat down. He smelled faintly of desert, sand and sage. Kit thought of the way he liked the sound of Ty’s voice: It was rare to hear someone get that kind of sincere pleasure out of simply sharing information, but Ty did.“Why are you outside?” Ty asked. “Are you thinking about running away again?”“No,” Kit said. He wasn’t, really. Maybe a little. Looking at Ty made him not want to think about it. It made him want to discover a mystery so he could present it to Ty for solving, the way you might give someone who loved candy a box of See’s.“I wish we all could,” Ty said, with disarming frankness. “It took us a long time to feel safe here, after the Dark War. Now it feels as if the Institute is full of enemies again.”

Lord of Shadows - The Dark Artifices - Shadowhunters

@cassandraclare

Clary *I kissed my brother* Fray

Jace *Oh what´s my name* Herondale/Wayland/Lightwood/Morgenstern

Simon *I get kidnapped every 5 seconds* Lewis

Isabelle *I kill with both my whip and my cooking* Lightwood

Alec * i´m too gay for this shit* Lightwood

Magnus *Glitter?Glitter* Bane

LORD OF SHADOWS SNIPPET

Ty climbed up onto the porch beside Kit and sat down. He smelled faintly of desert, sand and sage. Kit thought of the way he liked the sound of Ty’s voice: It was rare to hear someone get that kind of sincere pleasure out of simply sharing information, but Ty did. 

 “Why are you outside?” Ty asked. “Are you thinking about running away again?” 

“No,” Kit said. He wasn’t, really. Maybe a little. Looking at Ty made him not want to think about it. It made him want to discover a mystery so he could present it to Ty for solving, the way you might give someone who loved candy a box of See’s. 

“I wish we all could,” Ty said, with disarming frankness. “It took us a long time to feel safe here, after the Dark War. Now it feels as if the Institute is full of enemies again.” —LORD OF SHADOWS, 5/23/17

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The Shadowhunters Chronicles + locations silhouettes.

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fantasy books meme: series or books [1/10]

↳ the shadowhunter chronicles by cassandra clare

we are all the pieces of what we remember. we hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. as long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

lord of shadows snippet

They were far out from shore now—it was a shining line in the distance, the highway a ribbon of moving lights, the houses and restaurants along the coastline glimmering. “Well, as it turns out, my parents didn’t die in the ocean.” Emma took a shuddering breath. “They didn’t drown.”

“Knowing that doesn’t wipe out years of bad dreams.” Julian glanced toward her. The wind blew soft tendrils of his hair against his cheekbones. She remembered what it felt like to have her hands in that hair, how holding him had anchored her not just to the world, but to herself.

“I hate feeling like this,” she said, and for a moment even she wasn’t sure what she was talking about. “I hate being afraid. It makes me feel weak.”

“Emma, everyone’s afraid of something.” Julian moved slightly closer. “We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don’t wish you didn’t fear anything. All that would mean is that you don’t feel anything.”

“Jules—” She started to turn toward him in surprise at the intensity in his voice, but paused when she heard Cristina’s footsteps quicken, and then her voice, raised in recognition, calling:

“Mark!”