“The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.”
@sunchosens asked: the infernal devices or the young elites?
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Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.
the infernal devices characters as tarot cards.
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Ghosts are memories, and we carry them because those we love do not leave the world.
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POSTERS: 07. Jem had always been strong. It was not because he was a Shadowhunter. It was because he had a will fierce as starlight, burning in darkness and refusing to be put out.
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❝Most people are lucky to have one great love in their life. You have found t w o.❞
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u for uncle jem chosen by @bookish-mind ❝ If you saw humanity as I can see it, Uncle Jem said. There is very little brightness and warmth in the world for me. There are only four flames, in the whole world, that burn fiercely enough for me to feel something like the person I was. Your mother, your father, Lucie, and you. You love, and tremble, and burn. Do not let those who cannot see the truth tell you who you are. You are the flame that cannot be put out. You are the star that cannot be lost. You are who you have always been, and that is enough and more than enough. Anyone who looks at you and sees darkness is blind.❞
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W I L L H E R O N D A L E & J E M C A R S T A I R S
* heronstairs requested by the wonderful @jamescarstairss
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jessa week 2020: one favorite jessa scene in tid
“Come with me,” she said. “Stay with me. Be with me. See everything with me. I have traveled the world and seen so much, but there is so much more, and no one I would rather see it with than you. I would go everywhere and anywhere with you, Jem Carstairs.”
His thumb slid along the arch of her cheekbone. She shivered. It had been so long since someone had looked at her like that, as if she were the world’s great marvel, and she knew she was looking at him like that too. “It seems unreal,” he said huskily. “I have loved you for so long. How can this be true?”
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“I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain”
*jem carstairs requested by @jemiam
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…above the low slate roof, sunset had dyed the clouds a color darker than gold. this evening the whole sky was bronze, as though to summon wicked powers.
jessa week 2020: one favorite jessa scene in gotsm
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how they loved each other, these three, how they had suffered for each another, and yet how much joy they clearly took from simply being in the same room.
↳ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEELEE! ( @o-shoot-a-cat )
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@nephilimsociety mission #01: favorite characters james carstairs
“Mizpah,” he said. She blinked at him, a little dazed. “What?” “A sort or goodbye without saying goodbye,” he said. “It is a reference to a passage in the Bible. ‘And Mizpah, for he said, the Lord watch between me and thee when we are absent one from another.”
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jem carstairs — Whatever you are physically, male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy—all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. Whatever the color, the shape, the design of the shade that conceals it, the flame inside the lamp remains the same. You are that flame.
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b for brother zachariah chosen by @wilhelminakecarstairs ❝ I am a Shadowhunter. I am stronger than those men. He had always been strong. It was not because he was a Shadowhunter. It was because he had a will fierce as starlight, burning in darkness and refusing to be put out.❞
“Not all that is mortal is useless.”
happy birthday cari ! <3 @zoyagenya i love you so much c:
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She sang the song of Rosemary Herondale, and Jem thought of how impossibly lucky he had been. It could all have been darkness for him, and silence, forever, until he lost hope even for what came after death. If there had been no T e s s a, if he had lost her, too, if she had not been immortal—but then she would not have been who she was.