#lightthorn

[justinepush]

These are the suggestions that I saw people have sent me. You guys can suggest more I guess 😭

Also maybe don't vote for the last one...

[everlarkedalways]

✺THG Series Exploration: Catching Fire✺

2: LET'S VOTE! We're voting on the quotes we submitted as our faves. Reblog or tag others to get all the votes we can! THANK YOU for your nominations!!!

1) @mollywog & @wistfulweaverwoman:

Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness, and fear. And longing. I might as well admit there’s some of that, too. Only it has too much competition to ever win out.

2) @the-lightthorn-girl:

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.

3) @starrrbakerrr:

Haymitch tosses his shirt somewhere into the mess. “Brrr. You two have got a lot of warming up to do before showtime.

4) @arbyeatscheesebuns or @everlarkedalways:

I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks.

[khaleesiofalicante]

Did we already establish ship names for everyone?!!

Arthur + Kincaid = ?

Lance + Theia = ?

The others!

I need to know what are the names of the ships I will inevitably sink with

We have not! I'm still workshopping. Let me know :)

We have Arcaid and Lightstorm for Arthur + Kincaid.

I don't know even know the names for Lance + Theia. Thance? Lol. Lightthorn? Blackwood? Blackbane?

These are the two main ships (except for Malik and Iris - Mairis?) because everyone else is a baby :)

[cordeliascortana]

Christopher: *hitting grace*

Grace: what are you doing?

Christopher: hitting on you

Grace: ...

[kit-blackthorn]

Christopher Lightwood and Grace Blackthorn - Pygmalion AU

(Idk if I actually ship them, but if I begin to, I think this myth suits them)

Christopher Lightwood was not a mundane person. Rather than be like his fellow friends or any other person his age, Christopher did not look at the world searching for romance. He was much more interested in chemicals and creating new things.

Today, Christopher worked with marble. Different than his usual materials, but Christopher felt whimsical in a way he hadn’t before.

Christopher thought of James and his lovely wife Cordelia. He thought of their laughing faces and their intertwined hands. In love, Christopher thought. They were in love.

Love was not a substance to be found on the periodic table, or deep inside the earth’s crust. It was not something he could make by hand. He knew it existed. He’s seen it between his parents, Gabriel and Cecily, between his aunts and uncles and his friends. Christopher has been lucky all his life to have known the feeling of love and being loved in return.

But there were many kinds of love. Or at least four, according to the ancient Greeks.

Philia, affectionate love. The kind Christopher shared with his sister Anna. Storge, the love he felt from his parents. But the kind that peaked Christopher’s interest today was Eros and Agape. Passionate and unconditional love.

Christopher thought of the women in his general vicinity, who he was not related too. Truth be told, he could hardly remember their faces or names. His father had said it is because his head is always in the clouds, and that is why he sometimes does not realize his sleeve is on fire or is about to be on fire.

But even if he could remember them, he doubted it would do much good. After all, were they that remarkable if he could not pay attention?

When Christopher thought of remarkable things, he thought of beakers, goggles, test tubes, metal mechanism, and the gargoyles that litter the London Institute.

The stone creatures got Christopher thinking, as many things do. Someone had taken stone and carved it into what they wanted it to be. That is what sculptures do.

Christopher thought of the many sculptures of angels he’d seen there and in Idris. Someone made them by hand.

Before Christopher had even thought the entire plan through, he’d already bought marble and the supplies needed in making a sculpture.

No one could know about this, not even uncle Henry. So Christopher started this masterpiece in the basement where no one usually ventures. Especially not now they have little Alexander to keep them entertained.

It has been nearly three months of working everyday on this stone woman, and Christopher was almost finished. She was tell, almost as tall as him, wearing a flowing white gown. Creating the illusion the wind was blowing around her had been hard, but Christopher was resilient.

She was all angles and not smiling. Serious and elegant and somewhat terrifying. But Christopher liked that. She was more than he’d expected his talent could produce. Graceful, he thought, and decided that would be her name.

That night Christopher wore himself out from sculpting all day, and fell asleep at the statue’s feet.

Unknownst to him, an angel walked the Earth that night. Raziel stride through the streets of Edwardian London, invisible but sensed by everyone around, mundane and downworlder alike. But they just assumed the shiver than ran over their bodies was from the cold night wind.

Raziel usually walked the Earth every hundred of years, not that the Shadowhunters knew. What a disaster that would be, thought the Angel. They would act unlike themselves and throw a mass celebration if they knew I was coming.

The echoes of London’s prayers rang in Raziel’s ears. The angel had only answered on prayer before, and that was from a man long ago.

But tonight Raziel heard the dream of Christopher Lightwood.

The angel appeared inside the basement, where marble and dust stained the walls and floor. On the ground was the sleeping boy, his brown hair splayed on the floor. Goggles rested on his head, most certainly cracked but useable.

Raziel studied the sculpture. Since he was an angel he had no sense for finding things beautiful, at least not on this unheavenly plane, but he could tell the boy adored this art piece.

I suppose one more wont do any harm, Raziel thought, and for all this boy is going to do...

Raziel, in his golden and burning glory, rested all their eyes that littered his wings on the sculpture. Under his gaze, the marble began to turn to skin, hair, blood, and bone. The now woman fell to the floor, in a heap of silk dress. She peered up at the angel as he blessed her with basic human knowledge. At last, Raziel disappeared, leaving the two together.

Christopher woke to someone staring at him. He was used to this feeling, as he usually fell asleep under the watchful eyes of the statue, but today the feeling was intensified. Opening his eyes, he found himself looking into pools of silver.

Christopher jolted and sat up, staring at this woman in wonder. For once, all his attention was focused on what was in front of him.

The woman was pale as ivory, her hair the color of butter cream, and her lips pink as roses. All that remained from herself as the statue was the edge of mystery and intensity. Even as a human, with a heart beat and a breathing chest, she was statuesque.

“Hello,” Christopher said curiously. Most would be running, but Christopher only felt intrigued.

She swallowed. “Hello,” She said and glanced around the dissarayed room.

“Would...would you like some tea?” Christopher asked politely, as his mother said to always do when they had guests.

“Tea...” she nodded and looked back at him, studying him the way he studied her. “Yes.”

“Alright, Grace.” He said, standing up.

“Grace?” She asked peering up at him.

“Well, that is what I’ve been calling you. I suppose that doesn’t matter now, what would you like to be called?”

She thought for a moment, bowing her pale head. “Grace.” She said. “I like Grace.”

Christopher smiled down at her and offered her his hand. She placed hers in his, her skin still as cool as marble, and he pulled her up.

Purple eyes stared into silver ones. Together, they walked.

[onward-magic-princess-barista]

So I've already read the Onward story of "The search for the Phoenix Gem: an In-quest-igation" and seeing the overall relationship between Sadalia and Ian, let's just say my Sadaliandore ship senses are definitely tingling...💘😏💘😏💘!!!

[runedfae]

               little ALARK aesthetic for @lawstrung

[likemesomesalads]

OC-tober/inktober day9: Nico (aka, Forest Mouse)

I swear I make better asses for guys than for girls and it is not on purpose.

[no-spices-just-pisces]

this is the moment ive been waiting for

i have soo many

i read them all on ao3 so here are the best post-TDA ones i could find in my marked for later list (so i could read them again)

- “I’m leaving” by Sav_56

- I’m in Love Without you by bluesxrgent

- The one thing you can never do by Ineedadrinkorsleep

- Signs and Portens: A Shadowhunters Fanfiction by MRKlinger87

- The Boy Who Stole My Heart and This Letter Will Never Meet You both by lightthorn

- Questions, Skies, and Everything in Between by aoife_icantletters_lastname

- meet again by youngreckless

- so watson decided to become a shadowhunter after all by ohtobequeensellingdreams

- a world apart by SUNSETDAISY

- I have never forgotten how you look when you smile by Foxglove_airmid

- Please don’t leave by CurlyChip

- with volumes left to choose (let’s say i love you) by rachel222

- Wisps of Light by bythewillowfern

and maybe check out my own kitty reunion fic i wrote a while ago i would appreciate it:

The only rational thing to do (or maybe not) by rachel_elizabeth_truth

the ty flower card is out this is getting me in my feels i need to reread those too now

hope i helped<3

can someone rec me some post-tda KitTy fics plsss

[lightthcrns-blog]

hi i’m gabby and so so late and this intro is gonna be super rushed ‘cause i gotta go to work and i won’t be on for opening but i’ll get replies tomorrow!! antyways, this is my half-fae, half-shadowhunter bae rowan and i’ll tell you about her below and you can like this/hmu for plots!!!

her family is pretty important in the shadowhunter community and the Lightthorns have always had a good reputation. 

so when Rowan’s mom ended up having a secret affair with a fae and her parents found out they were PISSED, especially when she discovered she was pregnant. she had her baby and they just didn’t tell anyone she was part-fae to avoid embarrassing the family name and then left her at the new york institute pretty young so she wouldn’t be hangin in idris and raising suspicion. 

her mother is a really really well-known badass shadowhunter but like she rarely ever sees Rowan? after she had her, she completely devoted herself to shadowhunting to make up for her indiscretions so she and Rowan don’t have a great relationship b/c she thinks her mom is just strict but doesn’t really give af about her??

Rowan herself is a very....tumultous person. she’s a really good fighter and shadowhunter since she grew up at the institute and actually kind of likes battle, ya know??

but she’s also rebellious asf and gets along well with downworlders b/c she would hang out with them a lot just to spite her mother and got to be good friends with a lot of them/probably flirted with/dated/slept with a bunch of them to make her mom mad tbh. 

very flirtatious and witty and pretty spontaneous. 

if you tell her she shouldn’t do something there’s a 99% chance she’ll do it anyways, probably b/c you told her not to. 

doesn’t really like how strict the shadowhunting rules are. like she cares about her people but she doesn’t see why they’re such hard-asses. 

is the literaly embodiment of the blackthorn’s family motto, lex malla lex nulla (a bad law is no law)

has a temper but is also very caring and straightforward for the most part. 

her favorite weapon is a seraph blade, though she’s not opposed to bows, daggers, or whips. 

if you give her weapons for her birthday she’ll prolly be the happiest shadowhunter in the world. 

[websitesthatwriteessays-us-blog]

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[polin-erospsyche]

Oooh ship name game! Euh Gristopher? Grastopher? Chrice? Blackwood? Lightthorn? Cartwood? Lightwright?

I'm a hard believer that the main three couples who are the ancestors of tmi's and tda's characters are canon: james and cordelia, lucie and jesse, grace and christopher.

like there might be someone having a crush on another character, who kiss who, things like that, but at the end I'm certainly sure about those three shipps being canon.

still, not gonna lie, i love making theories about what could happen, and with those "canon" shipps, how are they doing to end together

[likemesomesalads]

Day1: First Character

If we look my forgotten (then rediscovered) acc then it’s Nico. Though I forgot about my first acc for about 4-5 years, so yeah he is my very very first.

The first I actually remember making too though is Rhaevee.

Whom I should make more screenshots of. Anyway, she was my main too on my second acc for a very long time. And I love her.

[likemesomesalads]

A few screenshots of Nico. I really like to play with him tbh...Might be because he is a thief and I am a sucker for thieves. Anyway, he is one small and angry asparagus bandit. Will pickpocket you if you are unaware, just for fun, and for a living... Not warden friendly. Also hates Caithe. Though would never want to be a courtier or to do anything to do with the Nightmare Court. Is nicknamed ‘Forest Mouse’ by his bandit buddies, but prefers Nico. His name was actually a name given for an undercover mission by his boss but he liked it so he kept it.

[likemesomesalads]

Name: Nicolas Lightthorne (originally Niochrel, nicknamed Forest Mouse )

Race: Sylvari Affiliation: none Year of Birth: 1322 AE Occupation:  bandit Class: Thief

A smol bandit salad. Sassy, angery, likes backstabs (if he is the one doing it). (WIP)

[likemesomesalads]

2nd EU Acc characters: Thoernen: Retired Commander, fulltime dad.

Aevelyhn: Your local romance book writer

Aeris Moonsong: Nerd and garden expert

Rhaevee: Traveling chef

Sheara Swiftpaw: 'I've got no roots~'

Eaxxy: Do not be late with your paperwork...

NA Acc characters (that are not alts from my main acc)

Urdr Zhordottir: Braham's childhood friend tm

Rievhan: Lost their twin and now they're emo

Nicolas: Lightthorne: Smol thief go nyoom

Lallax: Will break your kneecaps