Jul 2, 2025
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Our sweet archer boy and his freewheeling bisexual warlock ✨🏹🩷
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Happy Birthday Alec Lightwood! Our salt king, consul of the clave, and all around best shadowhunter!
Here he is surrounded by some things that I felt represented him :)
Character by @cassandraclare
It’s a bunch of war orphan baby centaurs that no one asked for!
They don’t have any names yet, but I think they’re embarking on a villain arc. The first one is sort of carefree and optimistic. She’s going to be a healer/herbalist someday. I think her parents may have been herbalists or apothecaries, so she’s got a solid background on plants and what they do. She’s probably pretty well-versed on poisonous plants too. Eventually she’ll be quiet and wistful, as the weight of what happened and the weight of what they’re doing begins to crush her.
The second little ding-dong is an archer. He’s going to end up being the tallest and most muscular of the four. He has no idea what’s coming, but he’s desperately trying to look on the bright side too. He will probably always be a ding dong, and will believe anything his sister says, whether it’s true or not.
The oldest is the one who is carrying everything. She got the kids out of their camp/village and is watching over them. She will defend the others with her life, and makes sure they have everything they need and that they go to bed on time and stay out of danger. Her paranoia and anxiety will eventually infect the others. She’s the only one with tattoos-the others will never get them because anyone who did tattoos from their tribe will be long gone by the time they come of age. The others will look up to her as a leader for a long time. Her younger brother always will, but the herbalist will grow critical of her decisions and tolerate it, and the seer will eventually go off on his own. She collects orphans like Pokémon, and by the time they’re grown, she will have a rag-tag tribe of her own. She will command them to strike down anyone who stands in her way, no questions asked, on the quest to give her babies the life they were supposed to have.
The last little baby is the seer. He’ll grow up to be lithe and handsome, but entirely unhinged. He can see through the eyes of crows, and will eventually be able to command them. Right now, no one else is aware of what he can do, and though the oldest tried to protect him from the worst of it, he saw everything from the crows’ perspectives. He can’t control it now, so he’s forced to watch as the crows begin to scavenge and feed on the carcasses of the tribe that were left behind. Right now, that translates into muteness and night terrors, but eventually madness will grip him until even the matriarch is concerned with his level of cruelty. He’s sort of a druid in a sense, and will be able charm/control animals, but birds will always be his go-to.
The babies all have fawn-spots, but they’ll lose them as they grow older. The boys will grow horns or antlers, and they’ve got the buds of them now. Some girls grow horns too, and some boys won’t. It all just depends on their genetics.
I really enjoyed coloring this and tried a few new things to see what would happen with good results. :)
ALEC WEEK - ARCHER BOY
This is a list of my favourite Battle Alec moments. You’ll notice that it’s quite long but that’s probably because ALEC KICKED ASS SO MANY TIMES.
You’ll notice that in most situations, Alec is protecting someone else. He is shooting an arrow to save a life.
For those who say Alec is not a good fighter or he “just protects people”, a gentle reminder that these people might not be alive today if Alec hadn’t saved them.
Here are moments throughout tsc when Alec did what he did best - protecting people and being a badass.
When he saved Jace’s life by throwing himself in front of a greater demon
When he saved Magnus’s life in City of Glass
When he came to the Adamant Citadel save Jace and Clary
When he saved Magnus’ life again with this excellent shot
When he saved Simon and attacked like a machine
When he said “Die, then liar,” and kickstarted the Dark Alec tag.
When he saved Jace’s life in Edom.
When he saved Clary’s life in Edom.
When he saved Jia from the Endarkened
When Sebastian hurt Magnus and Alec said/did this in response
When Sebastian tried to hurt his friends and Alec literally shot him in the chest
When he reminded what it really means to be a shadowhunter
When he knew how to fight but still have sympathy
When he fought so well that he got his own tapestry
When he was a leader in the battlefield
When he fought so well that it made Jace emo and proud
When he saved Helen and Leon in Paris
When he saved Magnus during the infamous Orient Express scene
When he straight up punched a demon in the face
When saved a mansion full of downworlers - even those who had disrespected him
When he learned to keep up
When he saved Magnus from the Pentagram and said “fuck you” to Asmodeus
When he saved Max while looking like a ‘Greek God’
When he knew when to fight and when not to fight
When he kicked ass with his parabatai
WHEN HE DID THIS TO A PRINCE OF HELL
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"Magnus did not get up, but he turned to see Alec looking down at him. The moonlight turned Alec’s skin silver and his eyes a darker, deeper blue, infinitely tender. “If you thought I was asking you to keep the baby,” Magnus said, “I wasn’t.” Alec’s eyes widened. He absorbed this in silence. “You’re . . . still really young,” Magnus said. “I’m sorry if sometimes it seems as if I do not remember that. It’s strange to me—being immortal means both being young and being old are strange to me. I know I must seem strange to you sometimes.” Alec nodded, thoughtful and not hurt. “You do,” he said, and leaned down with one hand gripping the side of the crib, touched Magnus’s hair, and gave him a moonlight-soft kiss. “And I never want anything but this. I never want a less strange love.” “But you don’t have to be scared I would ever leave you,” said Magnus. “You don’t have to be scared of what will happen to the baby or that I will be hurt because the baby—is a warlock, and was not wanted. You do not have to feel trapped. You do not have to be scared, and you do not have to do this.” Alec knelt down in the shadows and on the bare, dusty boards of the attic, next to the crib and facing Magnus. “What if I want to?” he asked. “I’m a Shadowhunter. We marry young, and we have children young, because we might die young, because we want to do our duty to the world and have all the love in the world we can. I used to . . . I used to think I could never do that, never have that. I used to feel trapped. I don’t feel trapped now. I could never ask you to live in an Institute, and I don’t want to. I want to stay in New York, with you, and with Lily and Maia. I want to keep doing what we’re doing. I want Jace to run the Institute after my mother, and I want to work with him. I want to be part of the connection between the Institute and Downworlders. For so long I thought I could never have any of the things I wanted, except that I could maybe keep Jace and Isabelle safe. I thought I could have their backs in a fight. Now I have more and more people I care about, and . . . I want everyone I care about—I want people I don’t even know, I want all of us—to know we have each other’s backs so we do not have to fight alone. I am not trapped. I’m happy. I am exactly where I want to be. I know what I want, and I have the life I want. I’m not scared of any of the things you said.” Magnus took a deep breath. It was better to ask Alec than to keep imagining the wrong thing. “What are you scared of, then?” “Do you remember Mom suggesting calling the baby Max?” Magnus nodded, carefully quiet. He had never even met Alec’s little brother, Max. Robert and Maryse Lightwood had always tried to keep their children away from Downworlders, and Max had been too young to disobey. Alec’s voice was soft, both for the baby and with memory. “I was never the cool brother. I remember when Mom used to leave Max with me, when he was really little, just learning how to walk, and I was always scared he would fall down and it would be my fault. I’d constantly try to get him to obey the rules and do what Mom said. Isabelle was so great with him, always making him laugh, and by the Angel, Max wanted to be just like Jace. He thought Jace was the coolest, the best Shadowhunter who ever lived, that the sun rose and set on him. Jace gave him a little toy soldier and Max used to take it to bed with him. I was jealous of how much Max loved that toy. I used to give him other things, toys that I thought were better, but he always loved that soldier best. He died holding that toy for comfort. I’m so glad he had it, that he had something he loved to comfort him. It was stupid and petty to be jealous.” Magnus shook his head. Alec gave him a rueful smile, and then bowed his black head, looking at the floor.
I always thought there would be more time,” said Alec. “I thought Max would get older, and he’d train with us more, and I’d help him train. I thought he would come on missions with us, and I’d have his back, the way I always try to have Jace’s and Isabelle’s backs. He’d know his boring big brother was good for something then. He’d know he could count on me, no matter what. He should have been able to count on me.” “He was able to count on you,” Magnus said. “I know that. He knew that. Nobody who has ever met you could doubt it.” “He never even knew that I’m gay,” said Alec. “Or that I love you. I wish he could have met you.” “I wish I could have met him,” said Magnus. “But he knew you. He loved you. You know that, don’t you?” “I do know that,” said Alec. “I just . . . I always wished I could be more for him.” “You always try to be more, for everyone you love,” Magnus said. “You don’t see how your whole family turns to you, how they rely on you. I rely on you. Even Lily relies on you, for God’s sake. You love the people you love so much that you want to be an impossible ideal for them. You don’t realize that you are more than enough.”
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Happy Birthday to the man I love most.
Happy Birthday Consul Alexander Lightwood, you have enlightened my life in ways you won't ever know.
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