#also fucking will herondale

[aroace-cat-lady]

Well. Guess who's gonna reread TID cuz they looked for a quote and got back in the game

[wikitpowers]

idk who this mf is but he’s really giving a jace vibe

[potato-jem]

KIT AND TY CRUMBS ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[helenofblackthorns]

ik lot of people are slightly worried about how short Ty is in the spoilers comic but honestly I think it's probably fine. like I've never seen official art where they've gotten Thomas's height right. he's 6'5 and noticeably taller than everyone else (James is the next tallest at 6') and yet from literally every single art you would never know that lmao

[morallyambigous]

it has been literal YEARS since I read the shadow hunter books and i am STILL not over the incest jace-clary storyline. besties it isn’t even the grossness of it all it’s the fact that 1) they just believed the evil, pathological bad guy who would do anything to destroy them and 2) how literally easy it is to disprove the incest theory. CATARINA LOSS LITERALLY WORKED IN A HOSPITAL just get her to do a damn DNA test and whoop oh my god look how easy it was they weren’t siblings. still drives me nuts to this day. WHY WOULD YOU JUST WITHOUT QUESTION BELIEVE YOUR EVIL DAD???? WHY WOULD YOU DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO TEST THIS THEORY????? 

[darcyolsson]

still thinking ab how will called jem "his great sin" and jem calls will "his will" as in his Will but also his will, his intention his wanting his determination, completely insane it's been 10 years and i can't won't ever stop thinking ab it

[hdfjsjkj]

the mortal instruments is a fun book series when you don’t have a bitch in your ear telling you it’s badly written

[livvyofthelake]

we need to start oppressing percy jackson fans i’m so serious. they’ve been getting away with shit for too long we need to put an end to it

[parcai]

how do you love brother dynamics but hate eldest sister arcs? 😭

bc they don't call themselves mother earth's daughters LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭

[angellywtti]

Im rereading COFA and everytime that I read sizzy or clace I CANNOT stop thinking about their 20 something versions and how I can only imagine Izzy being a girl mom and also Jace being a girl dad, like IT FEELS SO RIGHT bc Izzy is the og it girl and would raise a beautiful powerful and secure girl, she would take her shopping and get their hair and nails done and jace would spoiled the fuck out of his daughter just because she's his daughter and she has the plus of looking exactly like clary. He would be that kind of that dad to let his baby to put makeup and nail polish on him and would buy her aaaaaall kinds of weapons until she finds the one she likes the most

It only feels right this way like the same way Alec was MEANT TO BE a boy dad

IM GONNA CRY JUST THINK ABOUT IT, ABOUT GETTING A GROUP OF SIBLINGS-COUSINS HERONDALE-LIGHTWOOD-LOVELACE😭😭😭 LIKE WE GOT IN TLH

[theforeverdaydream]

Imagine if the tipping point for Ty is Livvy possessing Kit

Like, he's right on the precipice between the spiritual world and living one and Livvy hasn't been right for months. We've already seen an example of that in GotSM. There are times when she's just. . . less. Less joyful, less steadfast, less humane. Ty lets it go, because her unbalance really only affects him, as he's the anchor keeping her connected to the living world

Kit despises it, because Livvy's frail state hurts Ty, which by extension hurts him because he's in utter fucking love with that man

One day, Livvy has A Moment and, well, Kit is right there. Considering he's been so many people - a Rook, a Herondale, a Carstairs-Gray - he's already got a fairly mercurial soul; not to mention his energy is quite the stabilizing factor for ghosts. It's really not that hard for her to just push him out, like she almost did to Mina. Even better, Kit would let her. If it helps her, it helps Ty, and Kit would do anything for Ty

But Ty would do anything for Kit and Livvy so he's the one who has to make a choice. A life with Livvy means a life without Kit; a life with Kit, however, is also a life with Livvy because he would never force Ty to forget her and he'd honor her memory as much as Ty. Livvy may be his past, but Kit's his future

So Livvy's ghost has to go

(this realization doesn't make forcing her out any easier but Ty - finally, inevitably - lets Livvy's spirit pass on, 3 years after she died the first time)

[wikitpowers]

just in case ya'll didn't notice -> in the newest official kitty art ty has a love rune on his neck. let me repeat that - A FUCKING LOVE RUNE! [ROARS]

i remember bloody screeching when @theamazingwhizzo made this mindblowing discovery bc like actually what the hell is this??!!?1//?

[saintgoths]

☾༺♰༻☽ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɴ ᴘʟᴜꜱ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍꜱ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ☾༺♰༻☽

mdni very 18+ - them just being nasty.

includes simon 'ghost riley', joel miller, carlos oliveira, levi ackerman, will herondale and ellie williams.

feedback/comments would be appreciated :)

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

Simon is a big on pussy eating, the type to go for hours with his head between your legs, your cunt above him as you bounce your pussy against his tongue, and he’d love to tongue fuck you, taking you in and licking your clit as you shamefully moan your heart out.

He’d sometimes have his mask on but pulled halfway up his face, but there were moments when he takes it off just to have your skin touch every inch of his face; he’d be in love with the idea of your cum coating his tongue as you desperately beg for him to go on.

“Such a desperate girl,” he’d tease while gripping your buttocks, spreading them wide to explore more space with his textured tongue, his tongue lapping and wrapping around your pearl and while the rest of your juices coat his face. “That’s it, baby doll, my good baby doll,” he murmurs his voice vibrating against your pussy pushing you over the edge.

You pull your head back as you let out a wail, your moans so humiliating as you struggled to keep yourself up. “Yes!” You whined, “I’m your good baby doll,” you repeated.

Simon would also love to over-stimulate and tease you, have you begging for more while your mind turns into complete mush as he takes care of you, and fulfils his desires of you riding his face and rubbing your pussy against his tongue like a dog in heat.

His hand had been cupped around his cock, playing with the tip of his shaft with the pad of his thumb swept against his head while he edges himself into a derisory orgasm.

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JOEL MILLER

The type to stare into your eyes as his tongue works up and down your cunt, he’d push your legs wide open and force you to look at him as he aids you into a climax, “darling, your eyes,” he mumbles, his soft voice charming but stern as he then whirls his tongue around your bud.

You pinch your nipples, twisting them around with your fingers as you push your cunt against his mouth, aware of how he touches himself, aroused by your nectar, your juices coating his beard as he proudly moans against your heat, he thrusts his hips forward, fucking his cock into his hand as he starts to suck onto your sex.

“Taste so good darling,” he whines, his moans melting with yours as you bite your lips, a hot striking sensation gathering in your cunt, “not yet,” he warns, aware of your signs of a near climax, the way your eyes water, how high your moans become and how you roll your pussy against his mouth.

His lips clasps against your clit, sucking on it as your cries peak higher. “Joel, please!” You shamelessly pleaded, “I want to cum!” You begged and as you could feel his two digits enter your hole, from the same hand he used to please himself, the fingers had been laced with his cum, mixing with the juices inside your heat; and as he arches his fingers, reaching for the g-spot that had directed you to squirt into his mouth.

“Such a naughty girl’,” he mumbled and shameless with how he had driven you in such a mess, he had pulled himself off his knees ere he hovered over you.

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CARLOS OLIVEIRA

He loves eating you in so many positions, but he loves the ones where you would struggle keeping yourself up, he loves eating you from behind, you standing as your arms support yourself as you balance to allow him to wiggle his tongue inside your hole, Carlos definitely loves sucking on you, agonising you with pleasurable plain with his sweet mouth.

He starts slow and paces himself, swiping the tip of his tongue against your clit as you shiver in pleasure, you let out a cry as he steadies himself between your legs, your sweet pussy open by the force of his pink tongue that punishes you with every swipe of its tongue.

“Oh, baby girl, he whines and desperately you press your pussy against his face, your body tenses as you stomach twirls tight, “you taste so good, all mine,” he mumbles while smacking his hand against your buttocks, surprising yourself into an orgasm, your juices trickle down his chin as he continues to devour you.

Your body over-stimulated, flinching and tweaking every time the flat of his tongue rode over your pearl while he continues to call you complimentary names, you being his princess and his precious, the royalty treatment commencing a warm feeling in your stomach as his tongue rises to the tight higher hole above your cunt, whirling it around surprising you as you gasped at his risqué move.

“Everything about you so tasty,” he hums as he pushes his mouth back down to your cunt as you continue to cry out in bliss.

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LEVI ACKERMAN

The type to want your pussy to be all over his face, despite some headcanons of him, Levi loves to get grotesque with how he eats you out, when it comes to you he doesn’t care how dirty and antic everything gets, he smothers himself between your thighs, his mouth stuck between your wet lips as he sucks on your bud, moving his head up and down to increase friction.

He loves it when you grip his hair, showing him how intoxicated by his tongue and mouth you are, he loves striving for areas you wouldn’t expect him to, your tongue flicking around your anus and teasing the tip of his tongue inside it before he washes it back to your cunt, your tangy taste soothing him as he treats you with his textured muscle.

“There you go brat, cry for me,” he whispers and so you do, your voice rings throughout the room as you drunkenly hump your heat against his tongue, your eyes roll back into whites as you could feel his hands reach for your breast, playing with with the pads of his digits as you leak against his tongue, “Dirty girl,” he teases. “cumming on my tongue like the desperate whore you are, you love being fucked by my tongue don’t you?”

“Yes!” You wailed, “I love being fucked by your tongue!” You cried out as your hips twitches, your hips moving on autopilot as you could feel yourself climax again. “Captain…” you drawled out as you could feel his steel eyes land on your face, satisfied by the display in front of him.

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WILL HERONDALE

Will Herondale would fucking worship you, he’d stare at your face, your eyes to see the way your face scrunches up and whimper out of pleasure with how he fucks his tongue into you, he is BIG on tongue fucking, he loves different ways of penetrating your cunt and having a feel of your walls.

He would have you on your back, legs spread out as his hands cup the back of your knees while he pleasures himself with washing his tongue over your clit, “That good darling?” He’d tease, his blue eyes glinting as he whispers how perfect you are with your face like that, how your panicky breaths would escalate every time you could feel his textured tongue rake against your clit.

“Yes!” You’d reply, your walls clenching against his muscle, your body tempted to spray your juices against his face, but you hold yourself back, edging yourself as he eats you out. He would love to twirl his long tongue around your pussy, seeing what different moves would bring a unique reaction from you.

“Don’t hold yourself back,” he’d hum and as his tongue clicks against your clit, you move your hips, your head falling against your pillow as your nectar would release against his face. “There you go darling,” he’d hum as he gives your heat one last, agonising slow lick, he’d kiss your cunt before he moves to your face, gently but firmly embracing your mouth.

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ELLIE WILLIAMS

Ellie would show you how desperate she was to have a taste of your pussy, for so long she’s been chasing after you and finally, she had you under her, your legs spread while your cunt glistened with the wetness that had built up with the lewd words she’d whisper when she’d guide you to her comfy cabin.

She’d tease you with how she’d focus on your neck and nipples, but the moment her lips would connect with your cunt, she’d behave like a thirsty man who had found his oasis in a place of a desert. Your liquid would build around her mouth as she takes you in, you, just as rabid as her would hump your sex against Ellie’s tongue.

Her pretty eyes staring up at you as she whispers complimentary words against your clit, stirring you into a carnal and hectic state, grabbing onto her auburn hair as you moan out her name. “So tasty,” she’d say and desperate, you’d nod to whatever she says, chasing your climax as she’d spit against your cunt ere licking the mixed liquid back onto her tongue, the flat of her tongue pressing against the sharp sensation on your clitoris and as kickback, your body would flinch, signalling you to your near orgasm.

“Right there!” You cry out, “just like that, right there,” you’d whine, content by the wet noises emitted from the slippy connection she had with your sex, dragging your soaked pussy against her tongue fore your eyes would roll back in bliss and comfort as your high would release with your tangy nectar, coating her lips and face, then exhausted, you felt the weight of Ellie crawl up her bed before she levelled her damp heat above yours.

POSITION REFERENCE

♆

[angelst4re]

Hello! ✨

It’s me again! Hehe would you be able to do a Jace one where reader is living at the institution and has known the group since they were little and reader is dating a guy who laid hands on her then one night she comes back to the institution sneaking in at night and Jace finds her with bruises and is mad ready to go look for the guy to where Jace and reader get into a spat about it but she’s only been dating other people to distract herself from loving Jace all these years because he doesn’t do love but in the end loves her.

Hope all is well! Xoxo 🤍

hi my love!!! ahhh jace is one of my favourite characters to write for and especially soft jace <3 he has my whole heart!!!

Just Pretend- Jace Wayland/Herondale x Reader

summary: you've liked jace for years, but you never wanted to accept it, so you would date other people to take your mind off of him. however, one night you come home late, and jace finds out everything.

warnings: mentions of a violent relationship, but nothing too graphic

notes: yes, the title is supposed to be a bad omens reference :) also, i was thinking of writing a part 2 to this, but i'm currently working on 2 other fics right now AND part 2's to three other stories!! but that won't stop me <3

Two years, six months and four days. That is how long you have been lying to yourself. That is how long you’ve been dating Jack, a guy you met at the bar. You found it easy in the first year, projecting your feelings towards Jace onto him, but lately things have been changing. Jack’s been getting suspicious about you and Jace, and when he feels this way he is easily angered and will throw things around, taking his anger out around his apartment- until tonight, where he laid his hands on you. 

The reason for it was because you were just over five minutes late to your date that evening, and he believed you were spending your time with Jace instead. But that was silly, Jace hated you. You felt as if he hated you from the moment you walked into the Institute, with nowhere else to go, nowhere else to call home. 

Jace would ignore you, give you looks from across the room, it was as if your presence bothered him. But you still had feelings for him. 

Jace is stunningly attractive, it’s not a lie. But that isn’t why you felt this way for him. One night, only months after moving into the Institute, you had a nightmare. With nowhere else to go, you went to the greenhouse, and Jace was the only other person there as it was late. You hadn’t talked to him much before, but you sat by him that night and he asked if you were okay, seeing the tears stain your cheeks. You told him about your nightmare, and he comforted you, telling you he often has nightmares too. That night was the only time in all the years that you’ve known Jace, that you’ve had a proper conversation. He opened up about himself that night, and was vulnerable with you, and so you guessed that’s the reason why he avoids you now. Or at least that’s what you hoped was the reason. 

It was late by the time you got back to the Institute, and you moved around quietly to ensure you wouldn’t wake anybody up. However, when you got to the top of the stairs, there was a shadow at the other end of the hallway. A shadow you easily recognised. 

“Jace?” You whisper-yelled, and he came into your sight. 

“Do you know what time it is?” He asked, seeming quite pissed off. 

“I don’t know… 11?” 

“It’s 2am, y/n. You know the rules. Home by 10.” He says, as he walks closer to you. 

You watch his face as his eyes scan you. From the mascara running down your cheeks, your hair- wet and tangled from the rain- and then…

“What the fuck is that on your arm?” He asked, panic lacing his voice as he grasped your forearm, making you wince, “are these bruises?”

“Yeah, uh-” you cleared your throat, wracking your brain for a coverup story, “I got in a fight… at the bar… with um, a girl.” Your voice smaller and smaller as you lied to his face.

“Bullshit. He did this to you, didn’t he?”

“No! I-”

“Stop fucking lying to me, y/n!” He raised his voice, his eyes glossy with tears, but also filled with anger. 

You couldn’t hold the tears back any longer. Tears you’ve been holding back for weeks now. As they spill from your eyes, you wrap your arms around Jace involuntarily, expecting him to pull away. 

But he doesn’t. 

He comforts you, gently stroking your back as he rests his chin on the top of your head. 

“How long has this been going on?” He asks softly, pulling back from you slowly. 

“Can we sit down… it’s a long story.”

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

You explain to Jace that Jack believed you were cheating on him, but where he was wrong in one aspect, he was right in believing you had feelings for Jace. You told him the truth, and didn’t hold anything back from him. You told him exactly how you felt, and by the way his face softened, his body language changed and his attitude switched, you could tell he had something to tell you too. 

“I’m sorry,” he says, leaning towards you to place his hand on your knee, to which you flinch away from, “I’m really sorry. I’ve acted like such a dick towards you, and it’s not your fault, okay? I just… didn’t want to accept the way I felt. I love you too, more than you think. I’m just scared, I find it difficult opening up to people, and when I met you I felt so… comfortable around you. I felt like such an idiot for it, and I hate myself for treating you this way. If only I told you then-” 

“It’s okay, Jace.” You said, placing your hand on his, “you couldn’t have known.”

You hugged him once more, and as you pulled away he noticed blood running down your leg. You explained to him that Jack had pushed you, and you tripped over. Jace rose to his feet and took your hand, leading you to his bathroom where he pulled out a first aid box. 

He took his time cleaning the wound as you sat on his bed. He was ever so gentle as he wiped the alcohol pad over your skin, holding your hand with his unoccupied one. You squeezed his hand tightly as the pain ran through your veins. 

“You’re doing such a good job, sweetheart,” he told you, “it’s almost done.”

He bandaged up the wound with care, and placed a tender kiss over the bandage on your thigh, his eyes meeting yours as his lips met the material. You felt butterflies swarm your stomach, and blushed as he stood back up. 

“How does it feel?” He asks as you stand back up. 

“As good as it can.” You tell him, putting on a smile. 

“Good.” He smiles, placing his hand on your back, “let’s get you to bed, now. We can talk more in the morning.”

As Jace walked you to your room you couldn’t help but worry that he would turn back into his old ways in the morning. Sure, he said you could talk about it more in the morning, but would he be feeling the same way in the morning? Or would he change his mind?

As you reached out your hand to open the door to your room, Jace got there first. You felt your cheeks redden again as your hand lingered over his. You couldn’t help but notice how soft his hands felt, despite the marks, scars and wounds they held. 

He opened the door for you and gestured for you to step inside. You switched on the light as you entered, expecting Jace to follow behind you, but he didn’t. He stayed at the door. 

“Goodnight, y/n.” He said, a soft smile on his lips, “you know where my room is if you need me, if you can’t sleep or…” He trailed off as he slowly stepped closer to you, eyelids falling shut as he placed a kiss on your forehead. 

He looked down at you through half-lidded eyes, his fingers running through your damp hair. 

“Sweet dreams.” Was the last thing he said before leaving, returning to his own room. You were so caught up in the moment that you hadn’t processed his departure. You wished you could’ve asked him to stay longer, to perhaps even stay in your room tonight. But it was too late. We can talk tomorrow, he said. You held onto the hope that he meant what he said, and that he would go through with it. You really hoped.

[aleswiftgron]

For the people who keep making weird tiktoks about how Cassie like incest bc she's used the trope

(first of all, have you really read all the books right?? Because it never seems like she's using it in a romanticizing it way, but in a way of showing a power abuse and violence)

I just want to say that she's CAREFUL AS FUCK when picking the couple right

Because thanks to TLH we kind of have an idea about the family tree.

The Blackthorns and Jace's Herondale line, are related, Tessa being their great great grandma i think??, Also the Lightwoods are there too

She really said: i'm not going to stay here and be acused of SHIT,

Alec, is paired with a 400 y/o indonesian warlock, safe✅

Julian and Emma's line are not intertwined, safe✅

The Fairchilds never mixed with the main families, so Jace and Clary, safe✅

Mark, he is half faerie, so he mixes with a faerie prince, and a mexican girl, he really said, not in LA, safe✅

Simon's a jewish mundane, Isabelle a Lightwood, safe✅

Diana and Gywn (the hunter), safe✅

Aline Penhallow, and Helen Blackthorn, Aline is not really one of the mains, safe✅

As for new possible couples:

Kit and Ty, Blackthorn and Herondale, yes, buuuuuut, its the LOST Herondale line😌, safe✅

Dru and Ash, well he is a prince of faerie and son os Sebastian Morgenstern/Fairchild, safe✅

She really brought back Jem from the (practically/mentally gone inmortal state) dead, Jem and Tessa, safe✅

I mean practically everyone is mostly related, the Blackthorns and Jace have the same great great grandma, and Jace and Emma are kinda related because of Cordelia, and the Lightwoods were cousins with the Herondales in TLH sooo she really thought about it

[faejilly]

i find it kinda silly that warlocks have marks but nephilim don’t, considering the fact that angle blood is potent as fuck

Thus the eternal popularity of wing!fic/wing!art, yes? 💘

On the one hand, this could just be because angels and demons are opposing forces, one cancelling out the other, diametrically opposed on a metaphysical/magical level, so their powers manifest in different ways in their children.

(They're mostly all rather absurdly beautiful after all. Maybe that's their angel mark? *snickers*)

On the other hand, in a slightly more jilly likes making up magic lore point... maybe nephilim aren't half-angel in at all the same way warlocks are half-demon?

And this got long and rambly, so:

It is canon that the children of nephilim are always nephilim... which isn't how inheritance works, generally speaking.

If nephilim were half-angel/half-human in a biological sense, then shadowhunters would presumably be sterile, a combination of two barely compatible bloodlines just like warlocks.

But they can have children. Perhaps that's just something about angelic bloodlines, a power aimed more at life than the demonic bloodlines that seem more like death? (If that was it though, one wonders why would demons be able to have half-human children at all?)

If it was somehow just inheritance, even hand-wavey magical inheritance, nephilim should, one would think, be getting less and less angelic over time, no matter how carefully the Clave tries to manage their family lines.

(And losing the Mortal Cup really would be a death knell for the world, because the nephilim would in fact die out no matter how many children they tried to have, and then the demons would win. It might take awhile, depending on how frequent one thinks incursions are, and how many nephilim there were before the uprising, but still. There is no balance, just inevitable defeat.)

But modern shadowhunters are still capable of killing demons, can still use adamas and runes, can still (however reprehensible this is) overpower and subjugate the down world.

They continue to have angelic power no matter how removed they are from their founders.

They also continue to have angelic powers even when infected/attack by demonic ones. You literally can't take the angel out of a nephilim.

Otherwise Jonathan Morgenstern wouldn't have been able to bear runes, Tessa wouldn't have been able to have children in the books, Luke wouldn't have been a shadowhunter again after his lycanthropy was cured in the TV show. (Deruned shadowhunters wouldn't explicitly be so tempting to demons once they lose their protections.) Which does at first sound like they're still half-angel under the demonic corruption...

BUT!

Fallen angels also still have angelic power, despite being 100% demon.

Magnus' ability to interact with adamas/shadowhunter tools makes that explicit: he's partially angelic even as a half-demon/half-human warlock.

Which is too many halves if nephilim abilities came from being half-angel!

Perhaps, angelic power literally can't be broken down, regardless of anything else happening around it or containing it... instead, angelic grace is simply eternal. Immutable, irresistible, unavoidable... once seen it is never ever forgotten.

Thus purging the angelic core works against Lilith without also making the Institute defenseless, the so-called Herondale birthmark never fades. (Does this mean Clary and her bloodline will also be marked somehow, in a way we have yet to see defined in canon, Ithuriel's grace made manifest on them forever?)

If we follow that logic through the aforementioned Tessa/Jonathan/Luke (perhaps even Max Trueblood and any other deruned shadowhunters who go on to live mundane lives) maybe nephilim are actually still just human. They have children, they live, they grow old, they die.

Perhaps nephilim are forever touched by angelic grace, but never actually part of it?

(Is this in fact part of what makes angels different than demons? They will not corrupt or twist humanity into something other, but they will grant a gift. One that is inhuman, amoral, one that burns cold and eternal and is necessary, perhaps, but not kind. Is this their true problem with Clary's use of runes in the TV show, that she is twisting humanity into something else, that she is corrupting them by combining angelic and demonic and human in a way that is anathema and dangerous to angelic grace? Angels do not interfere with humanity, except to try and prevent demons from interfering with humanity. Thus never stopping Valentine, or interfering with the Clave no matter how ruthless they became. Their sins were still human sins, not demonic ones.)

Maybe nephilim are not inherently immune to demonic influence, to possession or bearing demonic children. The gift of grace allows them to access angelic power, lets them use it to actively protect themselves, much like they're trained to fight and use runes and forge adamas etc. but they are still just human.

This makes Valentine's ability to 'create' a demon that can sneak into the Institute and possess shadowhunters (can kill Jocelyn and poison Izzy) much more palatable. He's not creating something that can bypass nephilim nature. He just found a way past the tools they use to protect themselves.

SO!

Back to my meta on your actual original comment.

Perhaps nephilim do not have marks in the way that warlocks do because they're not half angel.

They're infected like werewolves or vampires, just with a more difficult transmission, only possible through children rather than blood or violence. (And isn't that actually the first thing that does make sense as an angelic trait? Family and bonds and love and life, not death, as the only way to succeed, as the only way to continue.)

They have symptoms of angelic grace, a magical counter to demonic corruption: fortitude and beauty and the ability to use angelic tools. They're the opposing force to vampire speed and seduction and fangs, to werewolf strength and pack and transformation.

This is why they can't do magic like warlocks and seelies, even if they are supernatural. This is why they're still mortal. They're still just human however hard they try to pretend otherwise.

At some level, this is probably part of why the Clave despises werewolves and vampires even more than fae and warlocks. They're all too similar, too clearly an illustration of there but for the grace of angels...

Literally.