#tdaappreciationweek17

[emmacarstcirs]

TDAappreciationweek17 day 7 - free for all

character poster - emma carstairs 

[hilokaul]

TDAappreciationweek17 day 2 | favorite ship: Emma x Julian

“We are bound together, Emma, bound together- I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!”

She never heard him say anything like this, never heard him talk this way, never seen him so close to losing control.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she said. She started to sit up, reaching for him. He caught her wrist.

“Are you joking?” Even in the darkness, his blue-green eyes had color. “Is this a joke to you, Emma? Don’t you understand?” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I don’t live if you die!”

[denaerystargaryen]

tdaappreciationweek17: free for all

[jyneerso]

tdaappreciationweek17: day four -  favourite platonic relationship

Wish you were my parabatai, too, Emma thought.

[thedemigodsinthebluepolicebox]

TDA Appreciation Week: (May19) Favorite Quote

“Lex malla, lex nulla. A bad law is no law.”

I wanted to try to show the bad relationship between the Clave/traditional Shadowhunter sentiments and the Blackthorns. It was harder for the younger Blackthorns, but I tried.

[emmacarstairs]

TDA Appreciation Week:  Favorite Platonic Relationship; Emma & Cristina 

♡ “You’re covered in blood too,” Cristina murmured to Emma, shrugging off her own jacket. She slung it around Emma’s shoulders, covering her bloody tank. She brushed her hands through Emma’s hair, looking at her worriedly. “You sure you’re not hurt?” “Julian’s blood,” Emma whispered, and Cristina made a murmuring noise and pulled Emma into a hug. She patted Emma’s back and Emma hung on to her for dear life and decided there and then that if anyone ever tried to hurt Cristina she would grind them to a pulp and make amusing sand castles out of the remains.

[caarstairs]

tda appreciation week, day one — favorite character.

Cristina Rosales.

“You know I think the Angel has a plan for us. For you.”

[kandreill]

tda appreciation week: day two → favourite ship ↳ Mark x Kieran

He was staring at Mark, his gaze as hungry as it was hopeless. Never had a faerie looked so human to Cristina as Kieran did then. Mark looked back at him, eyes wide, shining in the moonlight. A shared look of love and longing and terrible sadness.

[tmi-blackstairs-blog]

TDA APPRECIATION WEEK| day seven; FREE FOR ALL: 

  The Blackthorn Family, and although you might say that Emma and Cristina aren't a Blackthorn here's what Mark has to say ;) 

 "... everyone who lives under this roof, whether they are bound by blood or not, we are tied together by an invisible net of love and duty and loyalty and honor. That is what it means to be a Shadowhunter." - Mark Blackthorn

[kristinjaques20]

[#tdaappreciationweek17] favorite character: Emma Carstairs "Nobody calls me 'blondie' and keeps their kneecaps."

[cris-amm]

TDA Appreciation Week 17 |  Day 5 → Favorite Quote

[emmacarstcirs]

TDAappreciationweek17 day 6 - favorite scene

His voice dropped to a whisper. “I don’t live if you die!” Her eyes searched his face. “Jules, I’m so sorry, Jules—” The wall that usually hid the truth deep in his eyes had crumbled; she could see the panic there, the desperation, the relief that had punched through his defenses. He was still holding her wrist. She didn’t know if she leaned into him first or if he pulled her toward him. Maybe both. They crashed together like stars colliding, and then he was kissing her. Jules. Julian. Kissing her. His mouth moved against hers, hot and restless, turning her body to liquid fire. She clawed at his back, pulling him closer. His clothes were wet, but his skin under them was hot wherever she could touch it. When she placed her hands at his waist, he gasped into her mouth, a gasp that was half incredulity and half desire. “Emma,” he said, a word halfway between a prayer and a groan.

[hilokaul]

TDAappreciationweek17 day 5 | favorite scene: Lady Midnight Ch. 23

Her gaze locked with his. “You mean it,” she said. “You really mean it.” “I know I lied to you on the beach. But I swear on our parabatai oaths, I’m telling you the truth now.” He spoke clearly, deliberately, as if he couldn’t bear a single word he was telling her to be misunderstood or lost. “I love everything about you, Emma. I love the way I can recognize your footsteps in the hallway outside my room even when I didn’t know you were coming. No one else walks or breathes or moves like you do. I love the way you gasp when you’re asleep, like your dreams have surprised you. I love the way when we stand together on the beach our shadows blend into one person. I love the way you can write on my skin with your fingers and I can understand it better than I could understand someone else shouting in my ear. I didn’t want to love you like this. It’s the worst idea in the world that I love you like this. But I can’t stop. Believe me, I’ve tried.”

[denaerystargaryen]

tdaappreciationweek17: favorite scene

“She was still coughing, choking, looking up at him with frightened eyes. She saw the same fear mirrored on his face; she wanted to tell him it would be all right, everything was going to be fine, but she couldn’t speak past the water in her throat. He fumbled a stele from his belt and she felt the tip burn against her skin. Her head fell back as the rune formed. She saw the moon over her, behind Julian’s head like a halo. She wanted to tell him he had a halo. Maybe he’d think it was funny. But the words were drowning in her chest. She was drowning. Dying on land. The rune was finished. Julian pulled the stele back and Emma’s chest seemed to cave in. She cried out, and water exploded from her lungs. She curled up, racked with deep coughs. It hurt as her body expelled the seawater, as if she were being turned inside out. She felt Julian’s hand on her back, his fingers between her shoulder blades, holding her steady.”

[jyneerso]

tdaappreciationweek17: day seven (free for all) - another favourite quote 

She reached up to touch her hair, which she’d never thought of as anything but ordinary blond, and then stared at the painting clipped to the easel. It was half-finished, an image of Emma striding out of the ocean, Cortana strapped to her hip. (...) She looked beautiful, fierce, as terrible as a goddess. (insp.) (insp.)

[thedemigodsinthebluepolicebox]

TDA Appreciation Week: (May 16) Favorite Ship

Ty’s look of astonishment faded. “Are you all right?”

“You,” Kit said, staring up at Ty. “You pointed a knife at me.”

Ty looked uncomfortable. He reached up to tug on a lock of his dark hair. “It was just work. Not personal.”