#James and cordelia
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harrywasthemvpof1d · 1 month ago
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the way you just know james is the kind of husband who wakes up before cordelia simply to stare at her and watch her sleep and admire her without interruptions
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js-atlas · 8 months ago
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the fact James just blew off the door handle with a pistol because he couldn't wait *SCREAMING*
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jaxillustra · 10 months ago
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Herondaisy ❤️💫
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“'So no, I do not feel sorrow, for all I went through brought me to where we are now. To you. We have been in the crucible, and come out as gold.'” - Chain of Thorns
Characters belong to @cassandraclare
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nerdynachodaze · 6 months ago
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CASSANDRA CLAIRE IS WRITING A BOOK WITH 10 SHORT STORIES ABOUT MY FAVORITE COUPLES FROM THE SHADOWHUNTERVERSE AAAAAAAAAAHAAHAHAHAHSJSJSJSJSJJSJS SHE WROTE THIS FOR ME SPECIFICALLY OMFG YALL DON'T EVEN KNOW THE JOY I FEEL
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juliacthefangirl · 2 years ago
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⚠️ CHAIN OF THORNS SPOILERS!!
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James and Cordelia ❤️ The Last Hours
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I bet almost all the TLH fandom went crazy and loved chapter 23 from Chain of Thorns and this scene is one of the reasons why 🛁 I hope you like it! @cassandraclare
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cryastallo · 2 years ago
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Ty NEEDS to dye his hair red it's a matter of life and death for me
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1jemmagirl22 · 2 years ago
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Me at James every time he has a scene with Cordelia In Chain of Thorns
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dayscrazed · 2 years ago
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Chain of Thorns, page 178:
Alastair: "Your devotion to your family is admirable. I'm sure it is unrelated to your having just run off to Paris with your husband's parabatai.
Cordelia: "I had my reasons Alastair."
Alastair: "I'm sure you did. I wish you'd tell me what they were. Are you in love with Matthew?"
Cordelia: "I don't know."
Alastair: "Are you in love with James, then?"
Cordelia: "Well, we are married."
Alastair: "That's not really an answer. I don't really like James, but on the other hand, I also don't like Matthew very much. So you see, I am torn."
Cordelia: "Well, this must be very difficult for you. I cannot imagine how you will find it within yourself to go on."
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cds1234 · 8 months ago
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🖤 Mejor en negro 🖤
🖤Better in Black🖤
Esta parte del Kickstarter contendrá contenido exclusivo de algunas parejas, que según Cassie no tienen tanto contenido (Malec obviamente no estará)
Me preguntó si serán historias super románticas o tendrán acción.
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purplebass · 2 years ago
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The Tickle // Jordelia
Quick and fluffy Jordelia fic set in the post Chain of Iron timeline where hopefully they are happily married and alive. Read on AO3 <3
James played with Cordelia’s dark red hair as she read from one of their favorite books. She loved moments like this. She had often imagined reading stories with James, ever since she found out he also loved to read. They did read together after they got married for show, but it didn’t have the same power it did now. She thought how cruel it was to be with somebody you loved, who also loved the same things you did, and feeling like you couldn’t enjoy it thoroughly because it was not real. She thought that things could only get worse, that each of these moments they would share together and that she had dreamed at night would never happen. And yet, after both confessed that they truly loved each other, their marriage had a new meaning. It was real, and she didn’t have to try to conceal herself and her feelings anymore. Cordelia smiled and stopped reading at some point, feeling ticklish.
“Why did you stop?” James wondered after a good minute. 
Cordelia wiggled her shoulders, a shiver ran down her spine. She pursed her lips and glanced at her husband, a frown marring his innocent face. “I can’t read if you use your hand like that,” she sighed, adjusting herself on the back of their drawing room sofa. James’ hand was perched on the back of it, just behind her neck. She loved the homely feel of it, the way it all came natural for him to do – a gesture of deep affection, of comfort. Of intimacy.
“I thought you needed a massage, Daisy. After the day we’ve been through,” he shrugged, placing his hand on the velvet. She couldn’t read his expression. He was still looking at her, but he didn’t betray any emotion. It reminded her of when he wore the Mask. The thought made her heart ache, but she reminded herself that this was the real James. He wasn’t pretending. On the other hand, he was teasing her. She loved when he was playful. She loved him.
“I do love massages,” Cordelia offered a sincere smile. “What I don’t like, however, is being tickled. That wasn’t a massage, dear.” There, she said it. Shoot. 
James’ eyes glinted. “Oh, I didn’t know that,” he said, his tone surprised. “Then what about you tickling me to be even?”
“If you’re so up to it, then,” she shrugged, discarding the book she was reading on a small wooden table nearby, and moved closer to her husband on the sofa, almost hovering over him. She raised an eyebrow, unsure on how to do it. She had always seen other people tickle others and never wished for anyone to tickle her. Her brother surely wasn’t the type to play with her like that, and the only time he tickled her, she didn't like it. Didn’t know why.
James shifted his body so that he would be closer to Cordelia, yet, they were still not touching. He could feel her warmth, and so did she. He thought she was beautiful. Her hair tumbled on the side of her shoulder, undone because it was almost time to rest. “Don’t hesitate, Daisy,” he encouraged her, seeing uncertainty in her eyes. Cordelia put her hands over him, at last, and did her best to tickle him. He started to giggle, amused by the moment. His legs started giving out and he almost kicked the table where the remnants of tea lay there watching them, incredulous spectators to their silly show of affection.
Cordelia had used her hands to tickle James’ neck and armpits, until she decided to be more creative. She made a face so he would laugh, then pressed her nose on his chest and used it to tickle him. She alternated rubbing her nose on his body and making funny faces at him. James was laughing, and he was thrashing a little, unable to stop himself. She thought he was enjoying himself, because he was laughing so carelessly, when he touched her hand to stop her. She was about to ask what was wrong, when he beat her to it.
“I never thought ticking could be so much fun,” he commented, his eyes gleaming. “And so much torture.”
Cordelia frowned. “We won’t do it again, if you don’t like it,” she offered, but he was already shaking his head.
“The things you do to me, Daisy,” he heaved a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment, as if in pain. “It’s not easy to be here and to just – not react when you put your mouth on my body like that.”
Cordelia gave him a timid smile. It was one thing to desire someone, and another knowing that person you adored so much felt the same way about you. She was on cloud nine. She had been in this dreamy state ever since they’d moved in together again, and she felt content and full of joy every time he reminded her that she was the woman he loved. She could see, feel and enjoy that love every day. He made sure of it, and she made sure of loving him the same way too.
“You’re so sweet,” she said, pressing her cheek onto his chest. James’ hands circled her back in an embrace. “I love to torture you.”
James chuckled. “I love to be tortured by you,” he replied, kissing the top of her hair, his hands moving on her back until he reached the nape of her neck. “But I also love to rile you up with tickles.”
She yelped when he started tickling her there, but she started to laugh helplessly soon after. “You’re so done,” she promised, and proceeded to tickle him even more than before. That night, they created a new fond memory as a married couple. A memory based on something Cordelia never thought would enjoy. Cordelia thought tickling wasn’t so bad, in the end. Only if James was the one to tickle her.
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waterbookfairy · 2 years ago
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OMGGGG bffr🥹🥹🥹🥰🥰
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4uru · 2 years ago
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James herondale flirts like a bird. Not like british slang bird. An actual Aves. No, i will not elaborate.
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sharsbooks · 2 years ago
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Early morning reading sessions are becoming my new favorite. 💛
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illustratinghan · 16 days ago
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of the same steel and temper as joyeuse and durendal…⚔️
it’s been far too long since i drew my girl cordelia! @cassandraclare 🌼
follow me on instagram! @/illustratinghan
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mayaheronthorn · 3 months ago
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BREAKING NEWS: The Shadowhunters Chronicles (2007 - 2029) just received a 55 minute standing ovation from me in my living room after rereading it for the 200th time
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garvalhaminho · 3 months ago
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i'm bored here's every shadowhunter completed series summarised:
tid: girl falls for two british men. understandingly, she is in the trenches
tlh: girl marries boy weirdly emotionally attached to side piece's jewelry.
tmi: girl's abusive estranged father is in town. and her brother wants to fuck her. no wait both her brothers. no wait—
tda: reenactment of dress by taylor swift but it is a 17yo father of four and a girl w a sword
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