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herondaleminds · 4 months

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Happy birthday to the dark haired Welsh emo boy who is quite overdramatic. We love you, Will

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amrubrum · 3 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACE HERONDALE

"Not everything is about you," Clary said furiously.

"Possibly," Jace said, "but you do have to admit that the majority of things are.

- jace herondale to clary fairchild

Happy 32nd birthday to one of my favorite sassy, angsty, moody, witty, and stunningly attractive blonde boys in the world. I hope he enjoys his day today with his friends, family, and the ginger love of his life.

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY #jace herondale #jace wayland #clary fairchild #clace #the mortal instruments #the shadowhunter chronicles #city of bones #city of ashes #city of glass #city of fallen angels #city of heavenly fire #tmi #herondales #cassandra clare #shadowhunters

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jbowerherondale · 3 months

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"You can't spell 'Herondale' without 'hero.'"

#jamie bower #jamie campbell bower #city of bones #jace herondale #the mortal instruments #happy birthday jace herondale #💛

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alastairstom · 3 months

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A little birthday fic for my beloved Tessa Gray. Feat. Will, Sophie, and Gideon, the best husband and friends ever to exist.

taglist (lmk if you want to be added/removed): @staywildefairchild @sourlemons262 @belle-keys @drunkonimagination @alastaircarstairsismybff @vwritesaus @claritywithclary @luciehercndale @what-ho-christopher-put-in @life-through-the-eyes-of @alastaircarstairsdefenselawyer @bluewrite @lulusofis @oursoulstheyplay @tessherongraystairs @athearaej @faithfromanewperspective @vwritesaus @imabitchforjemcarstairs @emmalovesfitzloved @daisymydaisycarstairs @fangirlghost-19 @angeldaisies

#wessa #tessa gray #will herondale #sophideon #sophie collins #gideon lightwood #tid #my fic #happy birthday tessa

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vierss-herondale · 1 year

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Happy Birthday, Jace Herondale !!!

To the golden boy! 💛 To the book character that made me rise my love standards maybe a little too much and who taught me that no matter how broken me might feel, we can always heal, we can learn to love again and with our whole heart. That the love from our family and friends is one of the most beautiful and powerful things we can have 💕 And that family is not blood, it's the people who have our backs. Who taught me to be brave and strong for the people we love, but that it's okay to be vulnerable too. That you can be a warrior and an artist and a nerd, everything at the same time. And the most important thing that he taught me: that we can overcome our traumas, we can heal from the pain caused to us and grow to be a good person ♥️🗡️🎹🦁

Jace’s eyes danced, and Clary felt that familiar surge inside her chest, that pull she had felt since the first time she’d ever seen him. She couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment she’d fallen in love with Jace, but there had always been something about him that reminded her of a lion, a wild animal unfettered by rules, the promise of a life of freedom. Never “I can’t,” but always “I can.” Always the risk and the surety, never the fear or the question. —Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

Many people hates Jace, but he has a special place in my heart for everything he taught me while reading his books in my teens. A broken child who grew up to be a happy man, I hope Cassie gives him his happy ending with the love of his life when the last book it's written 🥺♥️

Moodboard for the king’s birthday cause I still have no skills 😌💛

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daily-clace · 1 year

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Just because you said dragon demons were extinct—"

"I said mostly extinct."

Alec jabbed a finger toward him. "Mostly extinct," he said, his voice trembling with rage, "is NOT EXTINCT ENOUGH."

"I see," said Jace. "I'll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from 'almost extinct' to 'not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.' Will that make you happy?”

Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

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elettralightwood · 3 months

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#jace herondale #happy birthday jace #happy something #tsc #shadowhunters #the shadowhunters chronicles

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incorrectlasthours · 1 year

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Jem: [to Will] Sorry I called you bro. I meant it in a romantic way.

Tessa:

#this has been in my drafts for months #HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEMMY ❤️#also November 10th coming up 😭#incorrect last hours #the last hours #tlh #the infernal devices #tid #jem carstairs #will herondale #tessa gray #jessa #wessa #heronstairs #herongraystairs #original: unknown

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28onlythebrave · 2 years

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happy birthday to the little girl that stopped a big war !! such an iconic and underrated character… i started this journey with u and i can’t wait to see u get your happily ever after <3

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livia-dovehallow · 11 months

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happy birthday to gabriel lightwood!

I rise from the ashes of writer's block and health problems to gift you all a little something I whipped up late last night for our boy's 163rd birthday <3 You can find this piece on AO3, too.

Cecily extended her arms and held the box up to him, eyeing him expectantly over the edges. “It’s customary to accept a birthday gift on your birthday, you know.”

Gabriel gaped. “Why did you get me—“

“If you finish that question, I will drop you to the floor so fast, Gabriel Lightwood.”

It was a promise more than it was a threat, and Gabriel dropped his shoulders in defeat, reaching to accept the box she was holding out to him. His chest felt fuzzy in a way that only happened around Cecily and nobody else. “Thank you.”

“You haven’t opened it yet.”

“Oh, you wish me to open it right now?”

Cecily scrunched her face in a faux anger—though, to her credit, it did look concerningly close to her actual anger—and huffed. “You are insufferable.”

With a grin, Gabriel opened the box. He titled his head at the contents, of which a familiar item lay. “Is this my pocket watch?”

“It is.”

“You are returning my own pocket watch to me as a birthday gift?”

Cecily burst into laughter, doubling over, leaving Gabriel standing in stupefied amusement. Whatever she’d planned, she obviously thought herself highly as a comedian. At least a full minute passed before she rose again and composed herself. She reached in and pointed at an unfamiliar item attached to the chain of said pocket watch. “I am returning it to you with something new.”

Gabriel followed her finger and looked at the small, coin-like item hanging off the chain near the clasp of the watch. Upon closer inspection, it was a coin, but not one he’d ever seen before. This one looked as if it had been sanded down and re-engraved. He took the piece between his fingers and lifted it for a better look. Only when it was closer did he realize that the engraving was of letters—arranged in her name.

“It’s a token,” Cecily explained. “Literally, yes, but it’s a sort of gift that mundanes give to loved ones. Old coins, out of circulation, sanded down and punched with new images and letters.”

Gabriel brushed his thumb over the engraving of her name, surrounding in a dotted pattern that followed the edges of the coin. Below her name was the image of a bird in flight. A heron. He looked back up at Cecily and smiled. “This is a love token?”

Cecily’s eyes grew comically large in surprise Gabriel rarely got out of her. “You know it?” she exclaimed in disbelief.

“I know it,” said Gabriel smugly, before he could no longer hold in the laugh in his throat at her shock. “I do live in London. Some mundane things are familiar to me.”

Her eyes narrowed, as if she were inspecting him. Gabriel highly suspected she was. “Sophie told you,” she declared after a moment.

Rats. Gabriel shook his head and lifted the watch out of the box in its entirety. “I will never tell you,” he teased, unwilling to surrender. But Gabriel admired the small attachment anyway, the fuzzy feeling in his chest growing the longer he looked at it. His understanding of the custom was scarce at best, but he did know one thing. “I thought I was meant to give you one of these.”

Cecily’s cheeks flushed a light pink, which made his heart flip. She really was unbelievably beautiful. “I despise gender roles,” she said simply.

It made him laugh again but he believed her. He’d never get quite used to how it felt to know someone so intimately, and have them know just as much about you. He didn’t even think he knew Gideon as well as he knew Cecily despite growing up with the man his entire life.

He slipped the gift of his own adorned pocket watch into his vest and lay the now-empty box on the table beside them. “Thank you,” he told her. “I do like this addition to my own pocket watch.”

“You don’t think that is all I have for you on your birthday, is it?” Cecily gasped. Her hands rose to her hips in an indignant stance. “I take birthdays seriously. You may not have high expectations, sir, but now you have me.”

It was an innocent statement, but something about hearing her say “you have me” struck enough emotion out of Gabriel to compel him to step forward and lower himself to give her a sweet kiss. She smiled into it, her own curving lips moving in time with his.

“What was that for?” she questioned when they’d reluctantly separated.

“I thought you might get annoyed with me if I just kept saying thank you.”

Her smile and eyes brightened into the precise glow that he always wanted her to have. A smile of genuine happiness. “I commend you on your solution,” she sang, and then took his arm. “It’s ingenious problem solving, though I do hope you do not use that solution with others.”

“It’s most certainly reserved for you,” Gabriel assured.

Cecily tugged on his arm and began to walk, directing him to wherever it was she led him. Her energy was excited, radiating enough off of her to make him feel genuinely happy on his birthday for the first time in years, even if all he did that day was follow her around.

[21 years later]

Gabriel woke up the same way he’d woken up for nearly 20 years—with Cecily’s pretty face beside him like a dream he was still in. Only this time, Cecily was wide awake and beaming at him rather than snoring (or acoustic sleeping, as she put it). “Happy birthday,” she said before leaning in for a smiling kiss.

“Mm,” Gabriel hummed. He sat up from his pillows, Cecily following, and attempted to blink himself more awake. “I age ten years every day in this house. What’s the use of a birthday anymore?”

Cecily remained unphased. Instead, she rolled out of bed and threw open the curtains with flair. “It’s your first birthday with Alex,” she reminded him. Gabriel attempted to act like he wasn’t aware that she hadn’t closed her robes. “And he’s six months old today, too. It is a very special day. At least it is to me.”

Gabriel softened, and smiled adoringly at his wife. She crossed her arms looking at him from across the room, but there was no true anger in her expression. She rather looked a bit sad. Cecily had never gotten used to how fast their children had grown, even Alex, who had come so recently into their family and yet here he was, six months old already. No fault to her—Gabriel grew sad if he thought about it too long, too.

He threw the sheets off himself and dragged himself out of the bed to cross the room to her. There had to be a magnet within Cecily, for he always found himself wanting to be close to her all the time. She leaned into his touch when he held her face in his heads. Gabriel leaned down and kissed her head, humming as he did so. “I love you.”

Cecily wrapped her arms around his torso and squeezed herself against him. “I love you, too,” she mumbled into his shoulder at the precise moment a cry pierced the otherwise silent air of their home. Gabriel laughed. “I’m being summoned.”

“I can get him,” Gabriel offered right away when Cecily pulled away from their perfectly comfortable embrace.

“Not on your birthday,” she scolded him. With practiced ease, she tied her robe and flew into her slippers. Halfway out of their bedroom door, Cecily peeked back at him over her shoulder with a stern gaze. “Don’t you dare think about anyone else on your day, Gabriel.”

She disappeared, off down the hall to the nursery, tending to their baby boy, the both of them knowing perfectly well that Gabriel Lightwood was incapable of thinking about anyone other than his family.

He reached over to his vest, laid neatly over the wardrobe, prepared in advance for him, and pulled his pocket watch. It was early—Anna and Christopher would not wake for another couple of hours. Gabriel smiled to himself and watched out the window at the rising sun, an old token brushed by the pad of this thumb along the chain.

#happy birthday gabriel lightwood #gabriel lightwood #cecily herondale #alex lightwood #anna lightwood #christopher lightwood #cecily lightwood #gabrily #gabriel and cecily #the infernal devices #the last hours #tid #tlh

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herondaleminds · 1 year

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Happy 161 birthday William Owen Herondale (Gwilym Owain) all the best to the most handsome, funny and overdramatic Herondale out there! A friendly reminder: ducks are evil and demons pox real

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alex-iltempo · 1 year

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Happy Birthday to the man who took the path from a golden retriever to the lion

Happy B-day, Jonathan Christopher "Jace" Wayland(?) Morngenstern Lightwood Herondale! 🥳

Our golden boy angel boy

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loki-nightfire · 2 years

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Happy birthday, dear Юлiя! I wish you happiest year, luck and love! may the Shadowhunters be with you))))

#shadowhunters #malecforever #magnus bane #alec lightwood #jace herondale #isabelle lightwood #clary fairchild #happy birthday #postcard

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jbowerherondale · 8 months

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"When you love someone, you don't have a choice. Love takes your choices away."

- Clary Fray

#jamie bower #jamie campbell bower #city of bones #the mortal instruments #jace herondale #city of bones movie #shadowhunter #quote #happy birthday clary fray #clary fray #lily collins #clace #❤#Spotify

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vierss-herondale · 2 years

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Happy Birthday, Clary Fairchild !!!

To the little girl that taught me that everyone can be a hero as long as you keep fighting for what you believe it's right. That love makes you stronger than anything else, and that you shouldn't be afraid to love with your whole heart. Who taught me that you never leave a friend behind, and that the size of the warrior does not define his strength or his bravery.

Many years can go by but Clary will always have a special place in my heart, I can't thank @cassandraclare enough for her ♥️

“He looked down at her. She seemed so small, so delicate. Her skin was pearlescent, dotted with freckles like a doll’s. But he knew how strong she really was. The steel that ran under her softness.” -Cassie Clare, A Love That Never Tires

A little moodboard to celebrate Clary's birthday because I just don't have the skills to draw or make an edit but I wanted to do something for my girl on her special day ♥️

Art @cassandrajp 💛

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daily-clace · 1 year

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“A Fairchild and a Herondale,” she said. “Now, I like that. The Fairchilds have always been practical and the Herondales — well, you know.” She sounded fond, amused. “Perhaps she’ll settle him down. And don’t tell me he doesn’t need settling.”

Jem thought of Jace Herondale. How he was like Will if someone had struck a match to Will and gilded him in living fire. “I’m not sure you can settle a Herondale, and certainly not this one.”

Cassandra Clare, After the Bridge

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