#[ch]: jace herondale

[clockworkbee]

“There were only two kinds of people in the world for Valentine,” she said. “Those who were for the Circle and those who were against it. The latter were enemies, and the former were weapons in his arsenal. I saw him try to turn each of his friends, even his own wife, into a weapon for the Cause—and you want me to believe he wouldn’t have done the same with his own son?” She shook her head. “I knew him better than that.” For the first time, Maryse looked at him with more sadness than anger. “You are an arrow shot directly into the heart of the Clave, Jace. You are Valentine’s arrow. Whether you know it or not.”

—Maryse Lightwood, from City of Ashes (2008) by Cassandra Clare

[celias]

Herondale family, The Shadowhunter Chronicles

“Every student, Shadowhunter and mundane alike, knew the name Herondale. It was Jace’s last name. It was the name of heroes.”

[likesunsh1ne]

all my muses . basic tag list for now xx

[celias]

Soooooo BEAUTIFUL! Thank youuu for this lovely edit! 🤍

If you would like to read fanfic, link for fic can find here and on ao3 ''Fire Meets Fate | Simon Lewis'' !

"𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞" 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

Based on @celias 's beautiful work, The Mortal Instruments AU:

Céline Rosewain knew her life would be changed soon, when she started having a dreams of small redhead girl. As her life started changing, she along with her twin sister Angelina must explore more mysteries of their past.

[silver-inked-quill]

Hey darling, I don't know if requests are still open, but I had this idea in my head for a while and I need to share. Imagine Matthew Fairchild (I love him so much and he deserves love) x reader who's actually a time traveler. Like a nephilim reader, living in the same year as Jace, Clary etc, gets caught in a portal during a mission and ends up in the past. The shock of reality would be so funny to me.

Time Warp Ch.1

Pair: Matthew Fairchild x reader Lightwood

Words: 1374

Summary: reader comes from the future 2012 and saves Matthew, and they have a sparkle

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“Matthew!” I heard James call but it was already too late- there was a large tentacle throwing me into Thames- The cold water stung into my skin like needles- I wondered momentarily, was it always at this temperature? Everything was a blur and the rum I had drunk earlier was certainly the most aiding. I felt arms- they were slender- too feminine to be James’ at this point- or at least this was the sensation they offered. Who ever this was they knew how to save someone from drowning waters. I smelled an essence of cherry. Definitely not James.

“Who are you?” I asked, my voice came out hoarser than I realized.

“Keep your strength-.” She spoke out of breath- it choked as she was swimming on the shoreline. Her voice oddly familiar.

“Who- who are you?” I asked again a bit more weak- my tone persistent- not sure how I managed that.

“I could ask you the same thing stranger, since I am the one saving you…” She said- her accent was American… It was like Tessa’s, mother of my parabatai.

“Where are you from?” I asked her as she pushed me to the shore- I stumbled on my feet as she dragged herself out as well and kneeled to catch her breath. She was dressed weird- I wasn’t sure how to define exactly what looked bizarre. Her hair were black, silk black as if a raven would soon unfold and flee from them, her eyes had make up on, mascara was running in small rivers on her cheeks as she pulled her hair back, her eyes blue, dark blue and her posture confident. She was wearing leather that had attached equipment on it, it looked so good that had me wondering, why the hell did we never had such things, that would make our lives easier during a hunt.

“New York, Y/N Lightwood…” she said and looked around, the confidence in her gaze was slowly stripped away and I realized there was fear and awe, she stared around like she had been there for the first time. It was almost the same feeling as I witnessed her outfit, she was dressed in black, leather, it deleted the shape of her body perfectly she looked around. “Where the hell am I?” She exclaimed.

“Where were you supposed to be?” I asked her and stood up tossing my coat loose as it was destroy by the dirty water of Thames.

“London” she responded absent mindedly taking in her surroundings, her eyes were gleaming.

“You are in London…” I remarked looking at her features, she looked much like Aunt Cecily.

“London 2012” She corrected me before looking up at me- she seemed comfortable talking to me, she didn’t find it scandalous that we were alone. “This isn’t 2016- you look- you look like you came out a Jane Austen Novel… Your clothes- everything is too Victorian… Does even Mozart exist?” she sighed and rubbed her face.

“Yes he died like a hundred years ago… 2012- as in the year? Like a few hundred years later?” I asked her and she seemed freaked out and nodded.

Y/N

I took out my seraph blade as I saw a shilluette unsinking from the shadows, it was a boy- it looked a bit younger than the one I rescued from Thames. “Matthew!” he exclaimed and hugged him. He seemed worried.

“I am okay… Do not concern yourself.” Matthew smiled and rubbed the other boy’s back. “This is James Herondale… my parabatai… Y/N Lightwood, the girl who saved me.” He smiled and James’ eyes were like a scanner,  surveyed me head to toe. “And she is a problem…”

“Oh thank you very much” I exclaimed annoyed.

“What are you wearing and what is this belt? Did you make it on your own?” James asked as he stared at it.

“No- it was a gift from- family heirloom from my twin’s parabatai—” I said not realizing that I ought not spoil the future.

“She is from 2016- so she says- but I mean look at her… they hair the clothes. It looks futuristic…” Matthew spoke up and James turned at me and looked at me, taking in the observations his parabatai made.

“How did you end up- here…” James asked and looked at me, the panic and the distress was slowly started taking its toll.

“I- I had to visit the head of the London institute for a file about an old accord that was taking place at the London institute- I am in my traveling year… I used the portal… And I ended up here.” I explained and looked around “What year is it?” I asked panicking more.

“1901” James announced and my breath hitched.

Matthew placed his hands on my shoulder “Ease up Y/N/N… We will fix this- and if not we shall find a way… Lets go to the institute- Your father James should alert Brother Zachariah and Magnus Bane.” He suggested and my face lit up immediately.

“Yes! Magnus- Magnus is here- here for a few more years…” I exclaimed feeling some sort of relief.

“You know Magnus?” James wondered puzzled.

“Of course she does Jamie, Mr. Bane is an icon through out the years-.” Matthew spoke and I could see heart eyes flourishing.

“Magnus- he has assisted my family… and he is, also- my brother’s spouse...” I explained briefly.

Later-

“Papa?” James exclaimed the moment we entered the institute and a man, tall and muscular appeared, his hair black with small gray roots that were loose. He was charming but rather old, perhaps older than he looked.

“What is going on James-? Why are you screaming like bridget when she sing?” The man said, his welsh accent echoing in the hallways, I had started shaking both me and Matthew. His gaze fell on me. Ella- he whispered. “Who are you? How old are you” he asked- his gaze getting more serious than expected.

“Y/N Lightwood- 19…” I spoke, he was more scary than my mother- which I thought until this day that was impossible, and it turns out it wasn’t the only thing possible after all. “And I am from 2016-.”

“give her clothes and keep her contained in a room-.” He spoke abruptly.

“Papa she saved Matthew- perhaps we-.” James started off saying.

“No- give her a pair of clothes and a towel and keep her in the guestroom… Alone!” the man said and rushed out. Matthew squeezed my shoulder like let me take you to the room- James will bring us clothes.

Matthew led me to the room and I looked around confused. “These all must be quiet- unsettling. Right?” he asked me and I nodded my gaze falling to my hands as I sat down on the bed. “We will figure it out…”he smiled and placed his hand over my shoulder. I leaned closer to him. He hugged me and I let out a shacky breath. “Do you have siblings?” he asked me and I nodded nuzzled to his neck

“A twin, and two younger siblings, and my twins parabarai… we all grew up together. I ampractically the eldest.” I said, clearing my throat as a lumb was growing and I swallowed it.

Matthew snorted close to my ear, “Wow, I have an older brother…” he added, I didn’t speak, I simply stayed, his arms around me were oddly comforting. “Thank you-.” He said and looked at me, I turned to look up to him puzzled.

“Why?” I asked him

“You rescued me a gentleman in distress from Thames’ wrath.” He spoke, his heavy British  accent was rather attractive, he looked into my eyes. “Your eyes are pretty.” He said.

“And your eyes are rare.” I smiled softly and looked at him, I could smell the alcohol into his breath- it wasn’t mainstream and cheap, it smelt expensive rum. “I like your era.” I whispered. “I read books about it- The romanticism- the bohemes- the gentleness and morality  of it… the respect- the clothing…”  I say and I smile looking at his clothes. “Its pretty…” I smiled and he smiled back.

“Whatever- happens I mean with Bane or Jem… Brother Zachariah…” He confessed and smiled at me, “I am here.” He said

Hey there

I hopw you are doing well, soo this request inspired me a bit more than i expected so it will be cut in a few parts.

Comment your opinions and any other request or sent it to my inbox, also do give me some feedback good or bad, it helps me get better.

Take care of yourselves ,

Silvermist

[28onlythebrave]

happy birthday to the little girl that stopped a big war !! such an iconic and underrated character… i started this journey with u and i can’t wait to see u get your happily ever after <3

[imberlae]

[saltyfrenchfrys]

COMFORT

Rating: General Audiences

Word Count: 2,6k

Summary: It was a fairly normal morning at the New York Institute. It would become a good one too, if only Ash could stop feeling like he had been ran over by a horde of demons.

(ao3) (ff.net)

[foundationsbuilt]

🎉💋 // accepting new year kisses // from jace ( @divienity ) to clary

The clock strikes twelve , the countdown blares, and Clary finds herself smiling into the kiss. One hand lifts to cup Jace's cheek, stroking the barest of stubble, thumb inching along his jawline. Another year, alive, together.

❝ Happy New Year. ❞ Her cheeks as she breathes the words into the space between them, eyes still closed as she cherishes the moment.

It will be another year of chaos, undoubtably, and full of adventure, and days that make her want to curl up in their bed and sleep for a month — but Jace will be with her, and that's all she needs.

[christopherlightwood]

J A C E  H E R O N D A L E

“I've heard the word 'fear'. I simply choose to believe it doesn't apply to me.”

* made for the one person in the universe that stan jace just as much as me @daniellewilds

* insp. 

[clockworkbee]

Soulmates <3

city of lost souls, deleted/rewritten scene // queen of air and darkness, chapter 20

[herestoimagination]

“Like all Herondales, his ability to love without measure, without end, was both his great gift and his great curse.” — Cassandra Clare

[cowboymoonking]

the light wood siblings (jace is basically so fight me) post workout ??? idk im trying to read these books and am struggling but i do love the world building

[ratherdieasthedevil]

Unpopular (personal) opinion: The Mortal Instruments:City of Bones was a better adaptation of the books than Shadowhunters. In this essay I will

No, but seriously. The movie carries way more direct quotes from the books, and the general vibe fits better. As much as I love Katherine Mcnamara, Lily's Clary has more of the soft silk over a steel interior than she does, Kat's Clary is still a steel core, just like 20 layers of velvet over top. Lily's Clary carries that Shadowhunter spirit a lot deeper and a lot faster

Movie Jace absolutely carries more of the sarcastic, self assured asshole vibe that books Jace carries, and Jamie's thin and sharp look is much closer to the Jace I see in my head than Dom's more rugged looks

I do enjoy Matt's Alec better, though, and Harry's Magnus

Movie Izzy can fuck me up any day of the week, she's fucking gorgeous and I would die for her, end of story

But all in all, imo people slept way too hard on the COB movie, it was *way* closer to the books than Shadowhunters was, and as much as I do enjoy Shadowhunters, TMI:COB was much better and remains my favorite adaptation and I really wish that it had been given more of a chance by the fandom

[herestotheunknown]

They are both so desperately in love and it kills me. 

[28onlythebrave]

my clarissa adele fairchild now and forever