I just reread Ghosts of the Shadow Market, and I’m in a good mood, so here’s may fav character from each series:
TMI - Alec Lightwood (a little crusty at the beginning, but he grew to be such a freaking icon)
Runner up: Raphael Santiago (RIP)
TID - Jem Carstairs (this needs no explanation)
Runner up: Charlotte Fairchild (the original boss)
TDA - Emma Carstairs (fierce, fem, phenomenal)￼
Runner up: Kit Herondale (he’s just so funny) and the entire Blackthorn family (i don’t make the rules)
TLH - Cordelia Carstairs (there’s something about this family, I swear)
Runner up: CHRISTOPHER LIGHTWOOD :)
Overall fav? Magnus Bane
comment yours below ;)
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Touch your dad
Another round of fireworks erupted in the distance, a rainbow of colors showered across the sky, casting a shimmering glow against each of their faces. It was a pathetic display really. Its effects paled in comparison to a majority of the magic she'd grown up clapping at. Still, they did it every year on New Years Eve.
Mother had run off somewhere in search of champagne, it was hours until midnight still so it seemed a bit early for drinks Delphini's opinion. Nonetheless, that left her and Father alone on the charmed balcony, enjoying the display (no matter how paltry) while still shielded from the harsh winds January promised.
Father was silent, his hands resting gently against the railing, eyes fixated on the sky. She knew he hated it - New Year's Eve. It was almost comical to her, really. As narcissistic as he claimed to be, he didn't delight in the day at all. She supposed she'd be more apt to poke fun at him for that if he didn't seem so melancholy.
She spared him a tentative glance, shuffling that much closer. He stiffened at bit as she reached his side, a slender shoulder bumping against him. Delphi looped her arm around her Father's own, squeezing his hand lightly, quick to rest her head against his strong shoulder so he wouldn't pull away.
"Happy Birthday, Father."
He squeezed her hand back.
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