#robert Lightwood

[aleclightwoodandhisarrows]

Can we take a brief moment to talk about how PERFECT Maryse and Robert would have been in another universe?

They're such a common trope, people, and such a good one, but gone wrong.

Like, be fr, hot, gorgeous, smart, short-tempered, stubborn, I will kill u if u piss me off, traumatized gf, and I'm just a fictional adult, might be gay (bi), why's m bff so hot, quiet, traumatized as hell, let me stay in the shadows, twink bf?????

Also, can we talk about what a perfect mix Alec and Izzy came out to be? Like, black hair, blue eyes, got them looks from Maryse. Alec is like super introverted, which in my delulu head canon is a trait he got from Robert, together with the awkwardness and quietness (plus the poker face), which reminds Maryse of the young Robert she fell in love with (pulled that out of nowhere, don't question it).

And I just know Izzy's just a copy of young Maryse and you CANNOT convince me otherwise.

Anyways

Let's have a minute of silence for the potential that went down the drain with these two (or waywood and eliza/maryse)

[claryshortredheadedwabadtemper]

I was reading the Clave files on Robert and Maryse Lightwood, and I saw that Robert was born on September 17, 1965; and Maryse was born on October 30, 1968. So I did the math, and was a little shocked to realize that in 1984 when the he circle was created. Maryse was 16 and Robert was 19. It may not be that big of an age difference, but it is a big one (in my opinion). Anyway, I just wanted to share my thoughts.

[bookishjules]

just saw someone say max lightwood's death was unnecessary, so much so that they said it was one of the things the show got right, not killing him.. as if he wasn't created to die. as if his death didn't serve as a gut-wrenching revelation of just how fucked up sebastian is and what he's willing to do to get what he wants. as if his death didn't make everything with sebastian personal for the younger lightwoods in a way it wouldn't have otherwise been, because he may not be their brother but he is their brother's murderer. as if his death didn't leave izzy in enough raw pain and guilt that the walls around her heart flickered and weakened. as if his death didn't heighten alec's fear of losing someone enough to make him insecure and vulnerable to camille. as if his death didn't snowball into maryse and robert's divorce and the growth they both gained from that, including, might i add, an increased appreciation and respect for their children.

was max's death sad? yes. was it made more so by his innocence and youth? absolutely. but that was the point. max's death is a crucial turning point in the series and to dismiss it as unnecessary does the series and characters (and author) a huge disservice.

[tiredandoptimistic]

Small detail, but I think it's really interesting how in the first scene where Alec and Isabelle's dad appears in TMI, Clary's narration always refers to him by his full name (Robert Lightwood) until he speaks up in defense of Isabelle (and by extension Jace), at which point she switches to calling him Robert. It's like he earned that level of comfortability with Clary by showing that, if nothing else, he will stand up to the Inquisitor for his kids.

[shareaus]

How i think circle members would do their graduation project

brought to you by someone procrastinating their thesis

Valentine - picks the topic early and does the research but then can't be bothered to write it down until the deadline is close. Crashes out figuring out his hypothesis is flawed last minute

Lucian - picks an offered topic he doesn't give a fuck about. He works on it regularly and finishes with enough time to spare to check it over multiple times. Almost forgets to submit it

Jocelyn - picks a topic she thinks will be interesting and ends up bored. She works on it in bursts of energy replaced by complete apathy

Amatis - picks a topic she thinks will be easy. She ends up having to do more research than everyone else combined, she runs out of time and can't afford an extension so she cobbles it together half-baked and pretends it's meant to be Like That

Maryse - picks the topic early and then procrastinates on research and lies to her supervisor about it. Finishes it with enough time for her supervisor to look it over but she ignores their suggestions

Stephen - changes the topic five times, starts doing the research before losing interest and finishes in panic during the last month. Has to knock down his supervisor's door because they ghost him

Robert - procrastinates literally every part of it, only works on it when peer pressure is applied or he stresses himself out over it

Michael - picks a topic that no one has the expertise to supervise. Would rather die than pick something else

Cèline - can't think of a topic and doesn't want to talk to anyone about it. Picks a supervisor based on vibes who ends up being useless

Hodge - obsessively writes the whole thing in two weeks before the deadline. collapses right after handing it in

[tyblackthornfrog]

the dark artifices is just THAT shadowhunters series for me, like not only did it introduce and lay down some wild stuff for the wicked powers to take over, but everything happened in there. malec wedding, clace proposal, two parabatai falling in love (the literal bible verses said IN BED ahem), robert lightwood's past with michael, literally all the couples stories being fire (kieraktina, diana and that guy from the hunt, kit and ty, julian and emma ofc), jem and tessa (no explanation needed, i just love seeing them), and the whole vibe at the L.A. institute and in the seelie and unseelie courts, and THULE which was insane. if the wicked powers can't beat that, then i'm afraid nothing else comes close to it for me

[cece693]

She Doesn't Know

pairing: alec lightwood x male reader tags: secret relationship, Alec isn't ready to come out, leads to you being flirted with a lot, jealous Alec, clary being clary, things are changed to fit my narrative better

Alec leaned against the stone pillar in the Institute’s training room, trying to ignore the slight tension coiling beneath his ribs. You were in the center of the open space, demonstrating an elegant series of blade techniques for a group of wide-eyed onlookers: Izzy, Jace, a handful of other Shadowhunters, and of course, the newest arrival—Clary.

There you stood, the picture of confidence and grace. Each arc of your blade elicited murmurs of appreciation from the small crowd, and Alec couldn’t help but feel an all-too-familiar twinge of envy. He watched from a short distance, arms folded over his chest, jaw tight.

You were his boyfriend. His partner. His. Yet, in the eyes of almost everyone else here, you were the Institute’s star: gorgeous, talented, charismatic. Alec had overheard rumors that you were the “ideal Shadowhunter”—the sort of person even the Inquisitor might commend without hesitation. You had been many people’s first crush: from timid recruits who looked up to you as the epitome of skill and kindness, to seasoned warriors who admired your strength and devotion to the Clave.

But none of that changed the fact that you were Alec’s secret—at least, outside of Izzy and Jace. His siblings knew, had known for a while, but it wasn’t something Alec wanted the entire Institute gossiping about, especially not while he was still grappling with how to tell his parents. And definitely not to Clary Fray, the redhead who’d only just discovered she was a Shadowhunter at all.

It didn’t help that Clary had developed an instant fascination with you from the moment she was rescued. Alec suspected it was more than just gratitude. She listened with rapt attention anytime you spoke, eyes shining like you were the only person in the room. And the problem wasn’t just that she was smitten. It was that you, being the gentle soul you were, rarely turned anyone away. You humored her questions, you corrected her stance in training, you comforted her when the nightmares of her mother’s kidnapping returned.

Alec’s heart twisted in on itself every time he saw her giggling at something you said. He couldn’t exactly scold Clary for enjoying your company—she didn’t know you were taken. Worse yet, Alec couldn’t just stride up and put an arm around you to make some blatant claim. Not in front of a group that still assumed Alec’s straight.

“She doesn’t know,” Izzy said softly as she approached. Alec was startled; he hadn’t heard her footsteps. She was wearing her signature confident smile, but it was tinged with sympathy. “Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

Alec sighed, keeping his gaze locked on you. Having stopped your training, you now were talking to Clary, the little girl's laughter echoing through the room, high and bright. Alec could almost taste the jealousy on his tongue. “I know she doesn’t know,” he grumbled, shifting uncomfortably. “I just—It feels like he’s everyone’s favorite. Even with Jace—”

“Jace is his parabatai,” Izzy interjected teasingly, lifting a dark eyebrow. “Don’t tell me you still think he's making a move on your boyfriend. When they drew those runes, he basically gave up those feelings.”

Alec heaved a silent breath. “It’s not…I know Jace respects our relationship. It’s just—he’s my best friend too, right? So it feels strange that whenever I look for him, or for my boyfriend, they’re off training together, or exchanging some inside joke.”

Izzy placed a comforting hand on Alec’s arm. “You’re not used to sharing, but you’re going to have to. You can’t lock him up in your room away from everyone else.”

Alec shot her a glare, but a reluctant half-smile tugged at his lips. “That wouldn't be such a bad idea, actually. But, seriously, that's not what I’m trying to do.”

“I know,” Izzy said, voice gentler. “Talk to him. He’d want to know if you’re feeling this way.” Alec glanced from Izzy back to you. He knew she was right; you’d pick up on his mood soon if you hadn’t already. You always had a knack for sensing when Alec was troubled. Or jealous.

Later that evening, Alec found you seated on one of the long benches in an alcove behind the Institute’s library. Dim overhead lights cast dancing shadows along the shelves. You’d folded your arms on the table in front of you, scribbling notes on a mission report.

He hesitated in the doorway for a moment, admiring the way your hair fell over your forehead, the focus etched across your face. Of course people gravitated toward you—you were breathtaking, inside and out. Alec’s chest warmed at the reminder that, for now, your heart belonged to him.

Taking a quiet breath, he approached and gently rested a hand on your shoulder. You looked up, a brilliant smile lighting up your features the moment you saw him. The corners of Alec’s mouth tugged up, and he sunk down on the bench beside you.

“Hey,” you said softly, setting aside your pen. “You okay? You seemed a bit off in training earlier.”

He shrugged, then shook his head, deciding to be honest. “I’m just…” He swallowed. “A little jealous, I guess.”

Your eyebrows arched in surprise before softening with understanding. “Of Clary?”

Alec’s mouth parted, but he hesitated. It felt foolish to say it out loud. “She doesn’t know about us,” he finally admitted. “And I can’t exactly blame her for…flirting.” His lips twisted wryly around the word. “But it drives me crazy.”

You slid closer, your thigh brushing his. A comforting warmth radiated between your bodies. “I can see that.” Your voice was gentler than ever. “I’ve been trying to discourage her without being mean, but she’s persistent.”

Alec let out a breath he’d been holding. “I don’t want to let my jealousy show. And I definitely don’t want anyone else figuring out my…preferences before I’m ready.” The words still felt awkward on his tongue, but it was the truth. “It feels like all eyes are on us, you know? You’re…well, you’re you.” He almost laughed at his own phrasing. “People watch you. They notice who you talk to, who you train with, who you spend time with. If they notice me acting possessive or something, questions will start.”

You reached for his hand and squeezed. “I understand. There’s a lot riding on you, on your family name, on how the Clave sees you.” Your voice lowered. “I just want you to be comfortable. I don’t want to hide, but I also don’t want to force you out before you’re ready.”

Alec’s chest felt tight. Gratitude washed over him in a gentle wave. “Thank you.” He closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on the reassuring feel of your hand in his. “I’d never want you to hide either, but—yeah, it’s complicated.”

“It is.” You brushed a thumb over his knuckles. “I care about you, Alec. That’s not going to change, no matter who else needs a training partner or who else tries flirting.” A soft smile tugged at your lips. “And if Clary presses too hard, I’ll find a tactful way to let her know I’m not interested.”

Heat rose to Alec’s cheeks. It felt absurd that a single line could chase away so many of his doubts. You had a way of cutting through his insecurities with your kindness. Every word felt like a reaffirmation of your loyalty to him.

For a second, Alec let himself imagine a future where the entire Institute knew the truth—where he could step forward and simply stand behind you during training, wrap an arm around your waist without worrying about the stares. Where Clary could look at you both and see just how uninterested you were in her. One day. Soon, maybe.

[jonathanspenguinboxers]

An edit of the circle to the song “Somewhere Only we Know” would be the death of me I fear, transitioning from the present and accords to when they were kids

[generalcollectionparadise]

in each pair of parabatai there is one who is eager to find adventures on his head, and their faithful parabatai who is trying to save him:

[reynaharmonia]

Tengo el Headcanon de que si Robert Lightwood fuera una canción seria está

[wzzeloa]

"Livvy, my baby, please, my love, open your eyes, it's Jules, I'm here with you, I'll be here with you always, please, please"

[aleclightwoodandhisarrows]

I don't think I can explain how much I long for Cassie to write a saga, or at least a few books about the Circle.

Give me the JUICE. I NEED TO KNOW. Specially about Maryse my girl and Robert, like I just KNOW that they were probs a power couple before becoming such a toxic relationship (maybe before Robert and Michael turned back to back)

I need to know if Maryse and Michael were on good terms (friends even?). I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT MARYSE, PEOPLE.

We get this complex woman with such a strong character development, and you're not going to tell me anything about her backstory????

Was she like, Izzy on the looks, Alec on the personality? Because otherwise I'm just stuck w my head canons that her parents were trash, she was a crazy badass warrior w a very twink bf (ehem Robert) that made some horrendous choices by being charmed off by Valentine. Also in my mind her and Celine were good friends (sorry not sorry) 😌 (Stephen didn't deserve nor Amatis nor Celine. can't hate him, tho...). And that maybe her and Jocelyn had a maybe Alec x Clary like relationship (city of bones typa shit)

[addisong]

He’s imperfect but he tries -> Robert 

They are good but they lie -> Maryse and Stephen

She is hard on herself -> Jocelyn 

He is broken and won’t ask for help -> Valentine

He is messy, but he’s kind -> Luke 

They are lonely most of the time -> Celine and Hodge 

She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie -> Amatis

He is gone but he used to be mine -> Micheal 

[wikitpowers]

this art always makes me so happy i’m-

artist: @cassandrajean <3

[thebitchforjemcarstairs]

Not Robert Lightwood outing himself as an M-preg reader 😭😭💀

[shareaus]

What absolutely gets me about the Clave is that they are fully immune to making progress as a society. They signed the Accords with the Downworlders that basically amount to "we'll stop hunting you for sport, pinky promise." Yes good, excellent progress in not violently murdering human beings and taking trophies from their bodies.

Then the Circle is founded, which by the end of it is all about violently murdering Downworlders. Very few people seem to actually care until the Circle turns against other Shadowhunters in a way they *cannot* brush under the rug.

The punishments for this are for the most part laughable. And they are punished for the Uprising, which put Shadowhunters in danger, not just the Downworlders.

Not twenty years later, Valentine comes back and seems to have zero (0) difficulty finding Shadowhunters who'll follow him. The Clave flummoxed to put together a resistance to defend Idris. They had to join forces with Downworlders so it's gotta be like a fucking half of the Shadowhunters population that joined him.

They defeat him and immediately shit goes sideways with Sebastian.

Once they defeat Sebastian, it's like 5 years before the Cohort forms. Wanting to take away Downworlders' rights, register werewolves, etc. etc. etc.

Do you get what I'm saying? I'm saying there's a pattern of the Clave doing fuck-all to improve. I'm saying they need to put some effort in.

I'm saying they need to stop electing former hate group members into positions of power. Just because it worked out with Robert doesn't make it a good pattern.