The Infernal Devices - Blog Posts
if you ship jessamine with any shadowhunter you fundamentally misunderstand jessamine and are no longer allowed to speak on her
name a character in history who haunts the narrative more than will herondale
Hey y’all! Myself and my friend noticed there was a big hole in the TSC fandom - namely, that there isn’t a Discord server for us all to come together and appreciate/freak out over our favourite Shadowhunters.
So we decided to fix it! Here is your official notice of the creation of The Downworld, a place for us to talk theories, go crazy over our beloved ships, worship those characters that maybe don’t get enough love fandom-wide, and of course, appreciate the absolute genius that is Cassandra Clare.
All we ask is that you be kind and respectful to each other, and agree to our server rules that’ll you see when you join. The server is also 18+ only, so unfortunately we won’t be able to allow minors to join.
If you’d be interested in joining, please feel free to reach out to me or @timesconvert and we’ll get the ball rolling - don’t be scared; unlike Jordan, we don’t bite!
TID REREAD COMPLETED
excuse me while i die of emotional turmoil in a corner
"father is a worm" is probably one of my favourite scenes of all time
will and jem invented soulmateism
you can be a hater all you want but he's so pretty she thinks it looks weird when he eats toast
rereading clockwork angel as a part of a massive tsc reread and i don't know how i never noticed the body horror elements cassie included in regards to tessa's abilities
Memories were like love: wound and cure, both at once.
Ghosts of the shadow market, Cassandra Clare
Silent Brother Sketch
I’m going to share some of my older sketches, now that I have a tumblr account. This is from October of 2022.
thanks for tagging me!!!
3 ships:
Joe x Nicky from the old guard. I watched this movie and then made all of my friends watch it too. I just loved how woven into the story their relationship was. TLDR: I just really like good representation (and also historical fanfic (crusades!!! Literally any other period after 1100 and it isn’t an AU!!!))
Amy Pond x Rory Williams (do they have a ship name? I should probs find out). I just.... love the Ponds. So much. 11 was my first doctor and to this day they are my favourite companions and I love them both and i love their relationship
Tessa x Will or Tessa x Jem from The Infernal Devices. Both god tier ships. The Victorian setting.... the angst,,,,, the absolute unconditional love!!! Especially when they are older and all the kids just look at them and go yes,,, I want that.
Last movie I watched:
The corpse bride! It was really good actually I am a big fan
Last song I listened to:
Either Breathe from In the Heights or Mad Woman from Folklore. I am a big musicals person and also a Taylor Swift fan in amongst the rock and alternative stuff.
Currently watching: The mandalorian! I love the angsty mandalorian and his cute little baby. I’m about to start season two tonight!
Currently reading: Ysabel by GGK. Oo boo I am invested it has history and drama and suspense and throwback slang and also magic so yeah it contains a great many things I like!
Currently craving: either chocolate or human contact. It’s fine schools on Monday so I’ll get hugs off my friends then!
Rules: Tag 9 people who you want to know better/catch up with and then answer these questions. I was tagged by @hlmoorewrites (BTW, I can't wait to read your books)
3 Ships: Rory and Jess from Gilmore Girls. Look, I get the love for Dean but he was never smart enough for her and broke her heart three times; once because she didn't say "I love you" after 3 months and needed some time to sort through everything (kind of like she always does), once because of her feelings for Jess (and okay, I cant fault him for that) but the last time was because of his inferiority issues and I can't stand that. And teice it was in front of a ton of people! He wasn't a good boyfriend. And I hate that Lorelai thought he was because he helped her out so much. I hate that Rpry never saw him for what he was. I mean, even the whole fight between him and Jess was started by Dean. And his whole "I don't have to be nice anymore because I'm not with her but you can't do shit because you are" speech to Jess just made me want to watch Jess hit him. And Logan sucks in ways I don't have to explain. But Jess......he loved her. And yes, he hurt her while he was growing up, but he got better and he apologized and he stood there, beside her, as her friend every time. He helped her get her life back on track after Mitchum destroyed her. Hes got the same love of books, the same taste in music, the same quiet resolve, and he's just perfect for her.
Harry Dresden and Karrin Murphy and I will never forgive Jim Butcher for what he did. Ever.
Eliot Spencer and Damien Moreau from Leverage. Not for any good reasons. Only for the fact that they would be a great destructive force. And I really enjoy the idea of those two tearing apart the world together. I also get a small thrill from the thought of Eliot clawing his way out of hell. Its fun.
Last Song I listened To: Valerie by Ghost of the Robot. James Marsters can sing
Last Movie I watched: wow, you picked the best moment because I haven't wanted to watch anything but movies post gilmore girls. The last one was Riddick, as I ended that trilogy and following on the heels of the Fast and Furious Franchise (except parts 2-4, I couldn't care less for them, and if you're noticing a running theme here, its Vin Deisel. One of my favorite actors because realism be damned is what he does best)
Currently Watching: um......nothing. I just finished Riddick and hadn't gotten around to watching something else. I think I'm gonna re-watch Newsroom by Aaron Sorvino. I'm in the mood for feel good and quick witted.
Currently Reading: Rodham by Curtis Sittenfield, The Last Guardian by Eion Colfer, Harleen the comic book, Minion by L.A Banks and Revan. Im just......bouncing back and forth a lot.
Currently Craving: mental stimulation of a sort. I'm bored but on a mental plane. I wanna do something. Don't know what it is yet.
Tagging: @cattorneyatlaw @ace-feminist @breelandwalker @thevagaries @missmetal910 @catgirl9696 @elizabethpickett @sticksandstonesmaybreakmeblog @random-blog-i-cant-delete @gotmehookedonthekpop and anyone else who feels like it.
randomly reminding that i'll read Ty's pov for the first time ever in twp
miss rabbit fainted
randomly reminding that Herongraystairs will finally happen in twp
miss rabbit fainted again
Tragic Ships Tournament Round 3
Propaganda under the cut!
Herongraystairs:
"Hey is it polyamory if you and your buddy are both in love with the same girl (and each other)? Is it polyam to die of old age and only have your wife and the guy you were platonic married to as a teenager in your final moments? Is it polyamory if you constantly bring up your wife's dead husband and make it clear you're also deeply in love with him?"
Lawrence and Adam:
No propaganda submitted however I think everyone should read this giant essay written by the submitter
"Okay so our buddy Jigsaw here, John to his friends, puts Adam and Gordon in a trap in the so-called Saw Bathroom.
Adam wakes up from unconscious in a full bathtub and gasps for air trying to get out. In doing so, he inadvertently pulled the plug. It is pitch black in the room. A voice calls out from the other side of the room.
The voice is Gordon. His name is Lawrence Gordon, he's a doctor. For a few moments his voice is all there is until Gordon turns on the light. They are both chained to metal pipes in opposite corners. They introduce themselves. There is a dead body in the middle of the room.
Neither man trusts the other. In attempts to escape, they find clues: a clock that is brand new and as such the opposite of the rest of the room; an envelope with a cassette in Adam's pockets; and a casette, a key and a bullet in Gordon's. The key opens neither man's chain.
But there is a casette player in the hand of the dead man in the middle of the room.
With some difficulty, Adam is able to reach it so that he can play his tape which detailed his crimes (as according to John) and how he will either watch himself die or do something about it. This is a poetic trap on John's part as Adam is a voyeur and is paid by various people to follow others around and takes photos on them. As for Gordon? Well, first he sends his tape to Adam to hear first before hearing it himself. His crime is that as a doctor (his name is Lawrence Gordon, he's a doctor) he spends his days telling people they're going to die, giving them their death sentence. Now he must carry out that sentence himself. He must kill Adam by 6 o'clock or Gordon's wife and daughter will die.
The dead man in the middle of the room was one of Gordon's patients.
The recording gives them several other clues and soon they find a plastic bag in the toilet with two hacksaws and a bag of photos inside. Adam throws one to Gordon and immediately begins on his own chain. The saw breaks.
In anger, Adam throws it at the mirror which smashes. Gordon realises the saws are not for the chains but for their legs. This is when they realise they've been abducted by Jigsaw. Gordon mentions that Jigsaw had previously tried to frame him for murder by leaving his penlight at the scene of one of Jigsaw's crimes. Adam grows distrustful of Gordon because that's a weird detail to mention, huh? And in a fit of panic and anger, he takes the broken mirror shard and threatens to kill our boy Gordon (Lawrence Gordon, he's a doctor) unless he explains what the hell is going on. Then he notices that the mirror is a one-way mirror. He smashes the rest of it until he's cut through the glass and they see a camera.
A camera watching their every move. Adam soon learns that the camera is protected by another pane of glass, this one shatterproof.
Gordon, bless his heart, is able to calm Adam down and he begins to tell Adam about his family. He has a wife named Alison and a daughter called Diana. Adam asks if he wants more children, Gordon replies no as he doesn't think Diana gets enough time with her parents as is.
This nice conversation is ruined when Gordon tossed Adam his wallet so Adam can look at the picture of them in his wallet. That picture isn't there; instead, there's a picture of them tied up and gagged in their apartment. Adam doesn't want to worry Gordon so he quietly pockets it and just says the photo isn't there. This photo also has a clue that leads to Adam asking Gordon to turn off the light at which point they see a glowing X and are able to get the next puzzle in the trap. (It's a very drawn out trap compared to Jigsaw's more oftenly used one and one em traps) Gordon retrieves a box with a lighter, two cigarettes, a note saying the cigarettes arent poisonous (factually untrue consideeing lung cancer but John's an engineer not a doctor) and a phone. The phone can't be used to make calls so no 911 can save these white boys right now.
Adam, who doesn't know about the note, asks for a cigarette. Gordon says no.
Gordon asks Adam how he knew to turn off the light. Adam tries to lie, like a liar, and fails, like a failure, and is forced to reveal the photo. This is how Gordon (his name is Lawrence Gordon, he's a doctor) is able to come up with his big plan. He, having figured out it was poidonous, dips one cigarette into the blood of the dead man in the middle of the room. He turns off the light again. He explains his plan to Adam.
Lights come back up, Gordon gives Adam a cigarette and a lighter. Adam takes a drag. Suddenly what? Oh no? He's dying? Never mind, he's being electric shocked through his chain because boy howdy can that boy not act.
Also, when you turn off the lights, people can't see you. They can still hear you.
Gordon points his anger at Adam for the failure of the plan though again, he did just tell Adam the plan by talking. Like that's not that secure. But the electric shock triggers something in Adam. He remembers his abduction and having no one else in the room to talk to (besides the dead body), he tells Gordon about it. Their traumas are entwining. Then the phone rings. It's Diana. She begs her dad to save them. Then the phone is given to Alison who tells Gordon that he can't trust Adam and that they've known each other for a long time. Gordon confronts Adam. Adam admits that he's known who Gordon was for a few days. He'd been paid to follow Gordon around and take photos of what he was doing. Adam shows him the photos. Which photos, you ask? The ones in that bag that were in the plastic bag in the toilet. I'm sure you've forgotten about them now. They argue and Adam admits he followed Gordon to a hotel where Gordon was meeting up with one of his students, Carla. They were about to start an affair. Adam knows about this. As does John. That's the real reason Gordon is in this trap. A Welcome Home Cheater sign? No, no. This one gets the Saw Bathroom.
Convinced that whoever hired Adam must be Jigsaw, Gordon presses him on it. Adam relents. It's not Jigsaw. It's a detective who's convinced Gordon is Jigsaw.
They fall silent again. They figure out one of Jigsaw's henchmen is a guy called Zep who's an orderly at the hospital. The time runs out. The phone rings again. It's Alison! She's broken free! They're saved! Gunshots. Diana screams. Gordon cries. The chain electric shocks Gordon into unconsciousness. Adam immediately tries to wake him up, terrified Gordon is dead. He's not. But he's broken down. And when he was being electrocuted, he'd chucked the phone out of reach. Out of all other options, Gordon (his name is Lawrence Gordon, he's a doctor) uses his shirt to stanch his leg and begins to cut his foot off. Adam begs him not to and to just calm down, but Gordon's too far gone. When the deed is done (which you don't see in the film by the way, the first Saw was very tame when it came to gore surprisingly enough), he crawls to the dead body in the room and takes the gun out of the man's hand. He loads the gun with the one bullet he has. He shoots Adam. Adam falls back like he's in Looney Tunes. Gordon screams at the camera and begs them to save his family. And then Zep comes in. He was the one holding Gordon's family hostage. Gordon tries to shoot him. Gordon had one bullet in his gun. His shots are unsurprisingly ineffective. Zep is unimpressed with this. It is just a rapidly paling man missing a foot shooting an empty gun like he's in a water pistol battle in a county undergoing a drought. He decides to kill Gordon as he didn't kill Adam by 6 o'clock. And Zep is from the county over and has plenty of water to spare. He aims his gun at Gordon.
But he forgot about Adam. Like a Bugs Bunny reborn, Adam comes in from behind with the toilet tank lid. In his fear and pain and anger, he beats Zep over and over and over with the lid until Gordon is able to calm him down. They stare at each other like sad gay men. Gordon tells Adam that if he doesn't get out, he'll bleed to death here. Adam begs him to stay. Gordon promises to come back for him. Adam begs him not to leave him. Gordon crawls out the room. Adam is left alone, a bullet in his shoulder and his heart crawling away. He's all alone. Apart from John Kramer. He was the dead body in the middle of the room this whole time. He stands up. He tells Adam that the key to his chain was in the bathtub. The one that Adam had accidentally pulled the plug out of. He leaves the room. Game over.
Adam will die in this room. It was always going to end like this. One of them was going to die in that room. If Adam lives, Gordon must die. If Gordon lives, he must kill Adam. There is no way in the world for these two to survive, not together. There was always going to be a dead body in that bathroom."
AMEN
I think we as a society should be obsessed with the shadowhunters books again
I'M FREAKING OUT THE LAST KING OF FAERY???? THE LAST SHADOWHUNTER????? WHAT DO YOU MEEEEAAAN
A-Z characters
Letter: H
Hermione Granger
Helen Blackthorn
Han Solo
Henry Branwell
He man
A-Z characters
Letter:C
(There's a lot for this one)
Cecily
Clarissa Fairchild
Charlotte Branwell
Chairman meow
Church
C-3PO
Chewbacca
London institute scone theory
For everyone who has read TID and TDA
In TID Sophie Collins used to bring Gideon Lightwood scones (that he ended up hiding but besides the point) and now in TDA Druscilla Blackthorn brings Jamie Rosales scones while the Blackthorns are staying in the London Institute, does this mean we might see a relationship (romantic) developing between them like Gideon and Sophie. Another point to this Druscilla and Sophie both have their self conscious flaws ( Dru hates that she is built bigger than her sibling and Sophie has a scar across her face)
I am currently looking at a pc, a laptop, an iPad, and a phone. I have achieved peak unproductivity.
These books are my ride or die ❤️🔥
You might think I'm normal but I actually have an unhealthy obsession with the never ending saga of unnecessarily attractive queer demon-slayers who solve generational trauma with swords, sarcasm, tragic love triangles and making-out-in-the-middle-of-war. Or best seller YA series "The Shadowhunter Chronicles" by former fanfic writer Cassandra Clare as some might call it.
I lied. It's not just obsession. It's actually the sole reason I'm still alive.
She was wearing flowers in her hair the color of his eyes…
"It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them."
– Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (The Infernal Devices 2)
The Perfect fan cast for Alastair Carstairs
It was extremely difficult to find ethnic Persian men that had blond hair but not coloured eyes and pale skin. After searching for a few minutes I believe I found the perfect fan cast for Alastair.
Meet Hamid Fadaei
(Alastair's real hair is dark brown and he has beady eyes).
El reencuentro.
(Au del mundo de cazadores de sombras, donde Wil Herondale es capaz de ver a su parabati, Jem Carstairs, en el presente.)
Los nervios lo carcomían por completo, no podía creer lo que estaba a punto de presenciar. Hasta que lo vio llegar, estaba igual que siempre, el tiempo lo había cambiado por dentro pero por fuera seguía igual, a excepción de su pelo que ahora era negro aunque aun quedaban rastros de su pelo gris, casi plateado que brillaba con la luz que entraba por la ventana. Venía caminado, ya sin su bastón de siempre, con su sonrisa hermosa que le alegraba la vida y con sus ojos grises que brillaban como el sol. Su hermano, su parabatai, la mitad de su alma, su Jem.
–Will, mi Will. –Pronunció Jem con voz rasposa, ambos estaban tratando de contener la emoción que sentían pero era notable que no podían hacerlo por mucho más.
–Mi Jem, hermano mío.– Respondió Will.
Sus ojos celestes como el mar también brillaban, no hacían falta palabras, con solo mirarse ya sabían todo lo que pensaba el otro. Esa conexión seguía intacta, era algo que jamás cambiaría, a pesar de todo el tiempo transcurrido, ellos siempre serían más que parabatais. El amor que los une no se puede describir con palabras, es por eso que ambos se quedaron viendose a los ojos por unos minutos, transimitiendo todo eso con solo una mirada vidriosa por las lágrimas a punto de salir.
Jem cerró los ojos y tomó una respiración profunda, para luego acercarse a la pequeña cuna a su costado. Cuando llegó se detuvo un momento para admirar a quien se encontraba durmiendo como un pequeño ángel ahí dentro y luego se dio la vuelta para invitar a su hermano, con la mirada ya que el nudo que tenía en la garganta no podía dejarlo hablar, para que se acercara. Will lo miró y entendió perfectamente, pequeñas lágrimas caían por su cara pero aún así camino lentamente, inhalando y exhalando para preparase. Pero eso no sirvió de nada, no pudo más que ahogar un sollozo y taparse la boca con sus manos al ver a la pequeña acostada en la cuna. Era preciosa, tenía los ojos rasgados como Jem y su pelo era castaño como el de su Tessa. En ese momento ambos se miraron mientras trataban de contener, sin éxito, las lágrimas que corrían por sus caras. Hasta que Jem rompió el silencio y fue ahí cuando Will no pudo contener más su emoción.
–Su nombre – dijo su hermano con la voz entrecortada. – Es Willhemina.
Ambos sentían que sus corazones estaban a punto de explotar, pero Will. El no podía dejar de llorar, no podía dejar de pensar en como el pequeño chico enfermo que había llegado un día al Instituto, hacía ya tanto tiempo. Ese chico quien llegó de la nada y terminó siendo más que todo. Ese pequeño niño quien le dio luz a su vida, quien le había enseñado tanto a lo largo de los años, quien estuvo siempre a su lado, a su espalda en las batallas y a su frente en la vida. Ese chico que terminó ganando su corazón cuando tocaba su melodía angelical con su violín, el cual guardó por tantos años en su casa y en ese momento se encontraba en una esquina de la habitación. Su hermano, a quién perdió y se llevo su corazón con el cuando se convirtió en hermano silencioso. No podía dejar de pensar en toda la vida que podrían haber compartido juntos pero el mundo no los dejó y aún así ahí se encontraba, frente a el y a su hija.
Mientras tanto Jem solo lo observaba y su corazón se ensanchaba al ver como el miraba a su Mina con todo el amor del mundo. Lo conocía tan bien que ya sabía todo lo que estaba pensando, el también lo hacía. Así que se acercó lentamente hacia el, sin querer romper el momento especial que estaba viviendo. Ver a su hermano observando a su hija mientras ella solo le sonreía, como si lo conociera, como si supiera. Quizá el amor que transmitía era tan grande que hasta su pequeña hija lo sentía. De igual forma se acercó y apoyo su mano en el su hombro, estaba preparado para decirle algo pero no pudo. Inmediatamente, al sentir el contacto, Will se dio vuelta y lo abrazo. Fue ahí cuando a Jem se le partió el corazón, era la primera vez en casi un siglo que recibía el abrazo de su hermano, así que no pudo hacer más que sollozar en su hombro. Ambos se abrazaron como si sus vidas dependieran de ello, ambos no podían dejar de llorar, tanto dolor guardado por tanto tiempo seguía en ellos pero también el amor. El amor que ellos sentían por el otro era algo inexplicable, ninguno de los dos esperaba conocer al otro y aún así se convirtieron en uno solo. Ambos estaban más que destinados a encontrarse, ambos eran más que afortunados de haber coincidido en el momento justo, a pesar de haber disfrutado tan poco tiempo como parabatais, su amor no se había desgastado en lo más mínimo. Seguía tan fuerte como el primer día.
Ninguno de los dos podía hablar ni despegarse del otro, se extrañaban y amaban tanto que dolía. El pensar que Will no iba a poder ver a Jem siendo padre le rompía el corazón, pero no dudaba de que sería el mejor padre del mundo. Jem era tan puro y noble, tan fiel y leal, su melodía llenaría a cualquiera que tuviera el placer de conocerlo y más aún su propia hija.
Parecía como si el tiempo se hubiese detenido, ninguno de los dos sabía cuanto tiempo llevaban juntos y ambos deseaban quedarse así para toda la vida, para siempre. Pero también sabían que no podrían, que sería la primera y única vez que eso sucedería. Fue por eso que algo muy dentro de ellos se rompió cuando Will se obligó a despegarse de Jem y mirarlo a los ojos, ambos los tenían rojos y Jem no quería soltarlo, no podía. No quería perderlo una vez más, no podía dejar que sucediera pero también tuvo que obligarse a soltarlo. Lentamente sus manos temblorosas abandonaron su cuerpo e intento respirar con profundidad porque el dolor que sentía en el pecho era tan grande que no podía controlarlo.
De igual manera igual se alejó de Jem, aunque lo único que quería era estar junto a el, tuvo que hacerlo y ver el dolor en los ojos de su hermano también le rompía el corazón pero ambos sabían que ya se acababa el tiempo. Así que con las pocas fuerzas que tenía, Will lo miró a esos ojos que tanto amaba y le sonrió.
–No me ruegues que te deje, o que regrese cuando te estoy siguiendo. Porque a donde tu vayas yo iré y donde tu vivas yo viviré. – dijo con el corazón en la garganta, el juramento que ambos tantas veces habían pronunciado pero nunca dejaba de emocionarlos y más en ese momento.
–Tu gente será mi gente y tu Dios será mi Dios. Donde tu mueras, yo moriré. Y allí seré enterrado.– le respondió Jem mientras ensanchaba una sonrisa enorme y lo miraba como siempre, a su hermano.
Ambos seguían llorando, pero en ese momento de felicidad, de emoción. Había pasado tanto tiempo desde que habían escuchado esas palabras, que se las habían dicho a el otro. Solo querían que ese momento sea eterno y así lo fue para ambos. Y no hizo falta una mirada de más o un aviso para que ambos dijeran al mismo tiempo.
–El Ángel me haga esto y mucho más si nada más que la muerte nos separa a ti y a mi.
Ambos estaban muy emocionados como para decir algo más aunque ambos tenían tanto que decir, sabían que no tenían tiempo y de igual manera no hacía falta. Mientras se miraran a los ojos, todo era suficiente.
–Ya es tiempo, hermano mío.– pronunció Will, sin dejar de verlo.
–Lo sé mi Will, lo sé. – respondió Jem con la poca vez que le quedaba, odiaba que todo tuviera que ser así pero no tenían otra opción, demasiado afortunados eran al haberse encontrado una vez más.
Ninguno pudo evitar lo que sucedió a continuación, ver como Will empezaba a perder el color como si fuera un fantasma, desvaneciéndose, no hizo más que destruir a Jem. Y Will lo sabía perfectamente.
–Jem, mi Jem. No olvides nunca que siempre estaré contigo.– dijo con mientras lo miraba con el amor más puro del mundo. – Siempre.–
Jem lo sabía, ambos lo sabían. Pero de igual manera, escuchar a Will como si estuviera susurrando de lejos, ver como se desvanecía lentamente era muy fuerte para el.
–Wǒ ài nǐ xiōngdì.– pronunció Jem.
Y Will, apenas ya visible asintió con la cabeza, le guiñó un ojo y sonrió. Esa sonrisa que Jem conocía perfectamente, esa sonrisa que le daba vida cuando lo único que veía y sentía era muerte. El fue quien lo salvó. Y aunque Will no dijo nada, el entendió todo. No pudo hacer más que sonreírle aún más y ver como desaparecía. Hasta que ya no estuvo más, como si hubiera sido un sueño muy realista, Jem no podía procesar todo lo que había pasado en esos minutos que duraron una vida para ambos. El corazón le explotaba y fue una caricia enorme a su alma con tantas cicatrices y dolor haber visto a Will después de tantos años. Y aunque fue la primera y última vez que sucedió, no quiso pensar en lo malo. Solo cerró los ojos y lloró de emoción mientras se reía. Había visto a su hermano después de toda una vida y a pesar de que se había ido, todavía lo sentía. Como lo había hecho siempre.
Miró la cuna donde se encontraba Mina y a Tessa que había entrado silenciosamente al salón para no interrumpirlo. Y aunque ella no había presenciado nada, de igual manera lo supo y no pudo evitar que las lágrimas corrieran por su cara. Tampoco dijo nada, no era necesario, ni había palabras para lo que Jem sentía. Viendo al amor de su vida y a su hija después de haberse encontrado con Will lo único que pudo hacer es darse cuenta, finalmente. Después de tanto tiempo, después todas las cosas que había pasado, se dio cuenta y no pudo evitar mirar a Tessa y reír. Después de tanta desesperanza y sufrimiento, finalmente Jem se dio cuenta que sentía algo que jamás se imagino que volvería a sentir. Felicidad. Tessa sonrió y pudo ver en sus ojos que ella lo había entendido también. Y aunque no pudiera verlo nunca más, el lo sintió. Sintió la presencia de su hermano y eso no hizo más que calmarlo.
Jem era feliz nuevamente y nada iba a cambiar eso.
by: camila 💘
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@/desekilibrio en tumblr
"there was sadness in his eyes, a sadness so profound it was almost frightening"
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