#Clary

[sempegzrd]

spacegoats

[naturesass]

Nomai and modern speak, ft. Cassava

[sleepyseals]

[Image Description: The first image is a digital drawing of yarrow and clary from outer wilds, viewed from a high angle / above as they fall towards the black hole at the center of brittle hollow. They are holding hands and clary (left) has an arm outstretched above her. In the background, the concave geode inside of the planet is stylized as triangular deep red and purple crystals, facets shining with reflected light. The black hole warps around the edge and frames the two characters from behind. The second image is a digital sketch of yarrow of clary from outer wilds falling/floating together. Clary is above yarrow reaching downwards towards him. Yarrow is reaching his left hand up to touch her shoulder. They are looking at each other with serene expressions. The background is flat gray but colored in dark magenta behind/above the characters. End Image Description.]

yarryclaryyyyyyy!!!!

left one is from march 2022 and the right one is from earlier this year

[clacesource]

valard.draws: Old Clary fanart 🧡

[the-aussie-knight]

Name: Clary

Born: 27th of June 1998

Measurements: 36E-26-34

[calistairs]

jace herondale talking abt the love of his life and people expect us to settle for less than this?

[filministic]

The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones (2013) dir. Harald Zwart

[elettralightwood]

TMI characters tournament⚔️

With almost the 85% of 106 votes Magnus won against Jace!

We start with the next level!

Today we have Alec against Clary!

(i wanted to specify that this refers to the book characters cause some of them have slightly different personalities in the tv show or movie and it might change the results ♡)

These polls are gonna last 24h so reblog this post to reach as many people as possible!

Tag list (let me know if u want to be added!!) @magnus-the-maqnificent @ryiah-morgenstern @readrantannotate @alastaircarstairsismybff @maddiesfandommess @viere @george-lovelace-is-here @chibi-tsukiko @sheisntyou @littleturtle95 @thomastaircompassrose

[karalija]

Breathe Me - Clace— by Karalija

Once upon a time, I drew art of The Mortal Instruments series. Long before both the movie and the Shadowhunters show for sure. The first book had come out and my best friend told me “Omg you have to read this”. And I did. And it was amazing. I want to do a complete re-read from City of Bones at some point and I know it’ll feel like coming home.

This is a re-draw of a Jace and Clary picture I drew back in 2011 here: https://www.deviantart.com/kara-lija/art/Breathe-Me-197617426

I do so love how 12 years can give such a quantifiable difference in ability. I obviously changed a few things, but I tried to keep it overall similar. I will say drawing this in digital was a much more easier and gratifying experience than the original pen and ink with marker… For one thing there’s an undo button, lol.

Anyway please enjoy! And if you have time, go check out my deviantart: www.kara-lija.deviantart.com

[sorrengailherondale]

Shadowhunters and Daddy Issues: they are present in literally every character.

Julian- I killed my father when I was 12. Then was left to be a father to 4 kids.

Magnus- My actual father is a literal prince of hell, and I killed my step father because he tried to kill me

Clary- my dad attempted genocide and experimented on me, my brother, my boyfriend and my mother

Jace- My actual dad was in a cult and left his wife for no reason. My fake dad KILLED ME

Sebastian- my dad made me a monster

Ash- I murdered my monstrous father who wanted to murder me, I fear I am like him

Izzy- my dad's affair emotionally stunted me and he wasn't there when my little brother died and I blamed myself

Alec- my dad don't accept me for who I was and was an adulterer

Tessa- My bio father is a prince of hell and tried to take my children and take over the world. My step father got involved with mortmain-, resulting in the rape of his wife

Malcom- my adoptive father murdered the woman I love, who was also his daughter

Jem- I watched my father tortured to death in front of me when I was a child.

Kit- my father lied to me my entire life, neglected me and then got murdered by demons in front of me

Will/cecily- our father left a literal demon in a box in the house, killing his daughter then gambled away our home

Maia- my dad (and mom) invalidated my experience with my abusive brother

Charlotte- my father arranged a marriage for me and didn't believe in my bc I was a woman

Jesse- my father left me with a batshit crazy woman

James- I will never live up to my father, or fall in love as hard as he did

Mortmain- my father was murdered for who he was, leaving me with an all consuming rage and desire for power

Nathaniel- IDK who my bio father even is, leaving me with a maniac as a father figure

[incorrectredwallquotes]

Hon Rosie: Just tried to make a reservation at the library

Clary: You don’t need to make a rese-

Hon Rosie: But I couldn’t get one

Thyme: Rosie, please stop-

Rosie: It was fully booked

[faguscarolinensis]

Salvia sclarea / Clary Sage at the Denver Botanic Gardens in Denver, CO

[draagu]

its nomai posting hours again

ii really like how poke came out jgdh

these two not as much but oh well

[carmeeen-17]

Starving Nanny (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/366630759-starving-nanny?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=clary_fray91 Viviendo en Nueva York y financieramente inestable después de algunos eventos desafortunados, Clary Fray es la definición de una artista hambrienta. ¿Cambiará su suerte cuando se convierta en niñera de la hija de cinco años de Jace Herondale?

[clacesource]

polarts_: Some good ol Clary Fairchild for you bc i love her and she's so fun to draw🤭

[byenycfm]

Beau Clary || 28 || #1002 || Paul Mescal || Closed

Personality:

Before the outbreak, Beau Clary was just about one of the most charming fellas you could hope to meet in a place like New York City; he was raised on the notion of southern hospitality and helping thy fellow neighbor, and even after gaining more fame and fortune than a small-town boy like him knew what to do with, Beau never let it warp his attitude or his ego or make him forget his roots. Hard-working and helpful, he was always the first to lend a hand. And, to be fair to him, he still is, but it isn’t quite the same. He’s hardly a shell of the exuberant, social creature he used to be; where most nights would have previously found him mingling with other residents of the Wexley or heading out to any of the countless bars or clubs studding the streets of the boroughs, lately he’s become enough of a recluse that he mostly only comes when called unless there’s work to be done. To most, he appears aloof and detached - a defense mechanism to keep from letting anyone too close - but to those he trusts, glimpses of the Beau that once was still remain in fleeting smiles and occasional warm, rumbling laughter. In truth, he’s soft and sensitive at heart, and where he used to wear as much as a badge of honor in a sport that previously defined toxic masculinity, in this new world, it appears to be a crippling weakness and one that Beau has tried desperately to stifle and hide away.

Biography:

Beau Clary was born in a small town in rural Alabama where the number of stoplights could be counted on one hand, everybody knew everybody else’s family, and twice a year, the local high school had a drive your tractor to school day. There wasn’t a whole lot to do growing up, and when Beau wasn’t at school or helping tend to his family’s land and animals, he was playing pickup games with friends out in wide, open fields, quickly proving himself to be a natural at football. Despite the limited opportunities available for someone like him - and they were few and far between in a town nestled so far below the poverty line and nearly forgotten by the rest of the state - Beau was determined to make something of himself and get out of Alabama. He channeled this energy and determination into the sport, excelling on his high school team and garnering the praise and encouragement of local coaches and faculty. In his senior year of high school, Beau’s dedication finally paid off. Even out in the middle of Nowhere, Alabama, there were universities sending out talent scouts. He’ll never forget the way his mama cried and hugged him the day she found his acceptance letter from Clemson in the mailbox - she didn’t even wait for him to get home to open it, and she was waiting at the door when he walked through because, in her words, her baby got a full ride! With his tuition covered and his degree paid for, Beau was able to focus all of his energy on honing his skills at the sport. At Clemson, Beau continued to shine on the field, becoming a dominant force in the league and a leader amongst his teammates. When he wasn’t on the field, he was studying for any number of his horticultural science courses - academics did not come naturally to him in the same way athletics did, but Beau worked hard to ensure he maintained a respectable GPA the entire time. He was well-liked by his peers and his educators, a friend to everyone who happened to cross his path, and in the end, his limitless positive karma and perseverance paid off. His success on the field coupled with his natural charisma and leadership skills caught the attention of NFL scouts and, when draft day came, Clemson University running back Beau Clary was selected in the first round by the New York Jets. He drove back home after that to spend a few weeks back home in Alabama before flying out to New York to get settled in his new place before he left. A photo snapped by a sports photographer at the airport of an openly-crying Beau hugging his mother goodbye achieved viral status after it was shown on ESPN, and from that moment, his name became a household one and his life was never the same. 

Despite the pressure and public scrutiny that came from being such a high draft pick, Beau seemed to thrive in the world of professional football. The chaos and cacophony of the city were certainly something to get used to, but Beau quickly acclimated - or, if not, he made enough trips home and flew his family out to the east coast enough that he was able to keep grounded in an overwhelming concrete jungle. The next several years were spent working hard and playing harder and he’d been in the middle of an incredibly successful — and potentially Super Bowl worthy— season and it could be argued that Beau was in the prime of his career - and his life - when the outbreak hit New York. The explosion of the entrance to the Wexley was, in a sick, twisted sort of way, the perfect visual representation for the tumult of emotion that accompanied such catastrophic panic and grief. His entire world was in shambles, and it took significant convincing from those closest to him not abandon his apartment for a foolishly suicidal mission to get back home to Alabama — to his family. Winter was long and hard, and though Beau could often be seen around the Wexley, coming out of the woodwork wherever work needed done to lend a quiet hand, he’d frequently slink back to his apartment without a word once the work was done, keeping to himself. He grieved the loss of a family he feared he’d never know the truth of, nursed the guilt of knowing that if they were gone, it was in part because he’d not been there with them. He hadn’t been there to help them, to protect them. 

On December 23rd, when rock bottom opened up like a giant chasm beneath the Wexley — quite literally beneath it, in the basement — and Mr. Wexley encouraged everyone to abandon the building in light of the newly-chompified residents and return once it was safer, Beau was among those staying behind and forced to evacuate. In the chaos, he tried to help anyone else he came across in his own pursuit to safety, and he and the few people he could find holed up in a bodega not half a block down from the Wexley that had been ransacked but appeared secure — save for two chompers that Beau managed to dispatch with the aid of another survivor to secure the premises. When he finally returned, it was to devastation and grief — it seemed inescapable these days. He dove headfirst into cleaning up what he could of the physical mess left behind by the chaos, his body and his mind itching for  busy work. He just needed to keep himself occupied, focused. Distracted. And he hasn’t stopped since — because as surely as the day is long, there’s always something more to do.

Pre Outbreak Occupation: Professional NFL Player (Running Back for the NY Jets) Previous Zombie Experience: Somewhat experienced — Beau is a strong, athletic, and able-bodied young man, and he’s also the first in line to help those in need, so whenever the opportunity arose, he was willing to put himself in danger to help out his neighbors. He’s killed a few chompers, all via hand-to-hand combat, but he would not argue he’s experienced by any means — not that he’d ever want for that kind of experience anyway.  Marital Status: Dating Children: N/A  Residence: Loft 1002 Years residing at The Wexley: Six years Pre Outbreak Connections: Ziggy Turner - Boyfriend