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Now Clary because I absolutely adore to paint her hair and freckles ☺️

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thinking about how clary had the opportunity to destroy the world but didn’t because she’s too ✨kind✨
clary’s relationship with her mom is actually so complicated, i know it doesn’t look to be but there’s so many layers there and actual resentment ... even her relationship with valentine is less complicated. she never met him until she was older and by then he was irredeemable in her eyes with all of his actions and she just... simply hates him.
DEREK CHAUVIN WAS FOUND GUILTY ON ALL COUNTS.

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the maybe it’s been years since i genuinely smiled tiktok meme but it’s just me & the first time i read this years ago
Rose Ausländer, from After Every War; “My Nightingale”
Text ID: Here she was— / hand an angel and half humankind—
utopiean:
𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝚁, 𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂, 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙿𝚄𝙻𝚂𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙻𝙴𝙴𝚅𝙴 & 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙳 , 𝚁𝙴𝙳 , 𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 . there’s blood on his mouth, or is it ambrosia ? holiness bleeds true & isn’t there something sacrosanct about his devotion to she & she alone ? he her most pious disciple . golden ichor gleans on the mirthful cadence of jace’s pleased chortle . he bumps his forehead against clary’s affectionately & his hands cup her face so carefully . ❛ i love you and i will always love you. i don’t know what comes after this life but, as long as i exist in some way i will love you . ❜ his eyes pierce the soft glow of shadow trembling across his face ardently , haloed in a pale wash of light jace is the image of apollo in all his fierceness , the candor of sentiment written wordlessly in all of him .
is there no sweeter sound than that of his voice? no more holier cadence, no smoother berceuse? ᶠˡᵉˢʰ ‘ᵖᵒⁿ ᶠˡᵉˢʰ, ᶜᵃʳᵐᶦⁿᵉ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵈˢ ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵛᵉˢ & ᵍʳᵃᶻᵉˢ ʰᶦˢ ˢᵏᶦⁿ. ᶦᵗ ᶦˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉᵃᵛᵉⁿ ᶦⁿ ʰᵉʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᵒʳ ʰᶦˢ ʳᵉᶠˡᵉᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵐᶦʳʳᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵍˡᵃᶻᵉ, ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʳᵘˡʸ, ᶦᵗ ᶦˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳ. “ i will create worlds if i have to, to be with you forever. ᶦ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ & ᶦ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ʷᶦˡˡ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ. you’re all there is for me, jace --- the only one i want, the missing piece of my heart. ” & then she beams, & it is not unalike the sun: blazing, burning, incandescent cinnabar of light. ˢʰᵉ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏˢ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᶜᶦᵉⁿᵗ ˡᵒᵛᵉ. ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵗʰᵃⁿᵃˢʸ ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵘʳᵉᵈ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉᵐ. “ i promise you, i will never leave you. ”
the only thought i have is that this is clary .... it plays in repeat in my head.
utopiean:
𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 , 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙸𝚃 , 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚂𝙾 𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂 . he is all blade , feathers & blood clot between his teeth - war waits on each turn of his practiced hand , the weapon , the warrior finds repose in these stolen moments . his eyes are lucent gold - slicing through the shroud of dank shadow that congregated more heavily in the rooms of the institute . jace exhales at last & his trembling breath strokes clary’s face with such unspoken tenderness . ❛ i love you … ❜
@mortaled
‟ jace ... ” ᵈᵘˡᶜᵉᵗ, ᵈᶦᵃᵖʰᵃⁿᵒᵘˢ ᵖⁿᵉᵘᵐᵃ. ʰᵒᵃʳᶠʳᵒˢᵗ & ᵍˡᵒᵃᵐᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ʳᵒᵗ ‘ⁿᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢʰᵉ; ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ. it is the sun she weeps for, though, lachrymose creator wilting under its blazing gaze. ‟ i love you, too. more than anything. ” ᶜᵒⁿᶜᶦⁿⁿᶦᵗʸ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵘᵐᵉˢ ᵃᵗ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵃˢ ˢᵃᶜᶜʰᵃʳᶦⁿᵉ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᵗʳᵃᶦˡ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ˡᶦᵖˢ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉˢᶦᵗᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ. iscariotic heart betrays daphnean affections & she allows it ----- ingravescent in becoming devoured by this devotion. ᶦⁿᶜᵃˡᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᶠᶦʳᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁿˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ. ᶦᵗ ʰᵒˡᶦᵉˢ ʰᵉʳ & ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰᵉˢ ʰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᵈᶦᵛᶦⁿᶦᵗʸ. ‟ say it again? ”

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Boris Slutsky, from The Penguin Book of Russian Poetry; “Samizdat”
Text ID: but I bear this accursed blood / within me like the plague.
( … ) you must know the width of the knife and how it ruined you , 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙰𝙽𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳 / private & selective multi muse written by seren
okay so i did all my drafts (not including my million asks) so if anyone is here, you can like for a starter! i might message you to plot if my brain cell doesn’t work lmao….
Biological father(derogatory)
We are not our blood.
— Madeline Miller: Circe

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okay so i did all my drafts (not including my million asks) so if anyone is here, you can like for a starter! i might message you to plot if my brain cell doesn’t work lmao....
sinbcrn:
❝ oof. ❞ she clicks her tongue and makes a leisurely show of her appraisal ; her sharp , bright gaze shines in the dim light , and it catches on the curve of clary’s jaw , her light cheeks . grace smiles matter-of-factly as though this is a secret they both share in . ❝ c’mon, fairchild ; pretty face like yours ? i know you can lie better than that . ❞
‟ who says i’m lying? ” ᵇᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵒʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ⁻ˢᵗᵃʳ, ᵈᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵈᵉⁿᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᶜˡᵃᵈ ᶦⁿ ᶜᵉˡᵉˢᵗᶦᵃˡ ᵈʳᵃᵖᵉˢ. ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʳᵐᵗʰ ᵉᵐᶦᵗˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵛᵉʳᵈᵃⁿᵗ ᵉʸᵉˢ & ᵃˡᶦᵍʰᵗˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦˢ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ʰᵉʳ. all aphotic must slay & wither in her presence. ‟ isn’t that your job? ”