So Cassandra Jean has finished the complete Shadowhunter Tarot, so for the next … seventy-something days I’ll be posting a card a day (okay, maybe not every day — I tend to get distracted!)  in order, from the first card to the last. Some will be under spoiler cuts; some you’ll have seen before — I’ll explain why each character has the card they have. 

Knocking off two here with the Sun card and the Moon card. The Sun becomes the Daylighter, Simon, and the Moon, for probably kind of obvious reasons, becomes the Lycanthropes, Maia and Jordan. I think Simon is leaning on a sundial. First I thought it was a tree trunk, but I’m pretty sure it’s a sundial. As it says on the sundial in Lost Souls, I only count the hours that shine.

cassandrajp:

A quick doodle of Maia from The Mortal Instruments in between doing lotsa work stuff, needed to draw something not-serious! 

I love Alisha from Misfits. She’d be such a great Maia. I saw her at Borough Market in London and I wanted to lunge at her and tell her I loved her but they frown on these excesses in Britain. She is just as pretty in person though.

SOME RESPECT, IF YOU PLEASE » Maia Roberts

TMI: teams good and bad

alchemist-secrets:

The Ships I Ship: Jordan Kyle and Maia Roberts

“She remembered the first time they had ever kissed. She had handed him her earrings to put in the glove compartment of his car, and his hand had shaken so badly he’d dropped them and then apologized and apologized until she kissed him to shut him up. She’d thought he was the sweetest boy she’d ever known.”

Maia

photomaniper:

They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody is loving you
Baby, now you do

ourbloodline:

“You think she’ll be able to talk sense into him?” she asked. “His sister?”
“If he listens to anyone, it would be her.”
“That’s sweet,” said Maia. “That he loves his sister like that.”
“Yeah,” Simon said. “It’s precious” 

ourbloodline:

“You think she’ll be able to talk sense into him?” she asked. “His sister?”
“If he listens to anyone, it would be her.”
“That’s sweet,” said Maia. “That he loves his sister like that.”
“Yeah,” Simon said. “It’s precious” 

photomaniper:

Downworlders of the 21^st Century

She remembered the first time they had ever kissed. She had handed him her earrings to put in the glove compartment of his car, and his hand had shaken so badly he’d dropped them and then apologized and apologized until she kissed him to shut him up. She’d thought he was the sweetest boy she’d ever known.

And then he was bitten, and everything had changed.