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acinematicworld · 2 months ago
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🗡️ — 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐜 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 — 🗡️ 
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[𝐭𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬]: 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏 // 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐜 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝
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stereksouls · 8 months ago
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Malec Icons
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dejavuedits · 2 years ago
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MATTHEE DADDARIO AS ALEC LIGHTWOOD
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wikitpowers · 9 months ago
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oh how i miss the tmi gang :(
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artist: @cassandrajean <3
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nghtcrwling · 2 months ago
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The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones (2013)
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lislgtwd · 1 year ago
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I wonder if anna would be proud of alec for dating magnus and being a revolutionary and openly homosexual consul or if she would be disgusted by his fashion sense
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tsc-malec · 6 months ago
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“Alec?” Magnus was staring at him. He had dispatched the remaining Iblis demons, and the square was empty but for the two of them. “Did you just—did you just save my life?”
Alec knew he ought to say something like, Of course, because I’m a Shadowhunter and that’s what we do, or That’s my job. Jace would have said something like that. Jace always knew the right thing to say. But the words that actually came out of Alec’s mouth were quite different—and sounded petulant, even to his own ears. “You never called me back,” he said. “I called you so many times and you never called me back.”
Magnus looked at Alec as if he’d lost his mind. “Your city is under attack,” he said. “The wards have broken, and the streets are full of demons. And you want to know why I haven’t called you?”
Alec set his jaw in a stubborn line. “I want to know why you haven’t called me back.”
Magnus threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of utter exasperation. Alec noted with interest that when he did it, a few sparks escaped from his fingertips, like fireflies escaping from a jar. “You’re an idiot.”
“Is that why you didn’t call me? Because I’m an idiot?”
“No.” Magnus strode toward him. “I didn’t call you because I’m tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I’m tired of watching you be in love with someone else—someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.”
“You love me?”
“You stupid Nephilim,” Magnus said patiently. “Why else am I here? Why else would I have spent the past few weeks patching up all your moronic friends every time they got hurt? And getting you out of every ridiculous situation you found yourself in? Not to mention helping you win a battle against Valentine. And all completely free of charge!”
“I hadn’t looked at it that way,” Alec admitted.
“Of course not. You never looked at it in any way.” Magnus’s cat eyes shone with anger. “I’m seven hundred years old, Alexander. I know when something isn’t going to work. You won’t even admit I exist to your parents.”
Alec stared at him. “I thought you were three hundred! You’re seven hundred years old?”
“Well,” Magnus amended, “eight hundred. But I don’t look it. Anyway, you’re missing the point. The point is—”
But Alec never found out what the point was, because at that moment a dozen more Iblis demons flooded into the square. He felt his jaw drop. “Damn it.”
Magnus followed his gaze. The demons were already fanning out into a half circle around them, their yellow eyes glowing. “Way to change the subject, Lightwood.”
“Tell you what.” Alec reached for a second seraph blade. “We live through this, and I promise I’ll introduce you to my whole family.”
Magnus raised his hands, his fingers shining with individual azure flames. They lit his grin with a fiery blue glow. “It’s a deal.”
—City of Glass
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girldennisr · 2 months ago
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pixelsgirl · 2 years ago
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Alec's Bday!!
An archer who never makes mistakes, a loyal friend, a dear father and a lovely husband!! Happy birthday Alec!!
Fanart by @jessastre
@cassandraclare
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the-mortal-incorrects · 2 years ago
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Jace: Aren’t you gay? Alec: This implies I did something heterosexual. If so, I apologize.
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heylolita00 · 1 year ago
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Matthew Daddario
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stereksouls · 9 months ago
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Alec Lightwood Icons
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burningblake · 2 years ago
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ok I'm rereading the tmi books and I struggled against making it your problem (i.e. ranting too much about it) BUT excuse me because I busted a nerve laughing with that scene in the last book where Alec is visited by a dream demon and dreams of a perfect reality where everyone loves and accepts him, and then, AND THEN, the imaginary magnus in his sleep turns and is like "THIS IS NOT HAPPENING, you're hallucinating" asdadagsgshjsjsf iconic
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theladysilvermoon · 2 years ago
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Don't know what's funnier, Jace's confused look or Alec's awkward shrug.
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nghtcrwling · 2 months ago
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The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones (2013)
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tsc-malec · 6 months ago
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He saw Magnus first, leaning against a mossy stone wall. It was hard to miss Magnus—he was wearing a splash-painted white T-shirt over rainbow leather trousers. He stood out like a hothouse orchid, surrounded by the black-clad Shadowhunters: Alec, looking pale and uncomfortable; Isabelle, her long black hair twisted into braids tied with silver ribbons, standing beside a little boy who had to be Max, the youngest. Nearby was their mother, looking like a taller, bonier version of her daughter, with the same long black hair.
—City of Glass
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