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I just realized... if Grace and Christopher do end up together in COT (PLEASE PLEASE) then Charles will have been left for a Lightwood THRICE

Chain of Gold:

Chain of Iron:

Chain of Iron memes (2/?)

That's what I said

*glares at the makers of the shadowhunters tv show*

𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘄👑👱 🤝 𝗸𝗶𝘁👑💙

- Bisexual blonde disasters

- Thinking Jem is The Coolest™

- In love with someone who they think could never love them back🥺

- beING THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

- Beautiful & charismatic

- impeccable fashion taste

- a BIG FUCKIN MOOD

Dru: *texting Thais* I heard Kit say he was going to Dairy Queen so I snuck into his car and he has no idea I'm here

Dru: he asked Ash what he wanted, and I popped up from the floor and said "I don't know, maybe a milkshake"

Dru : I have never heard two grown ass part faerie shadowhunters scream louder

Alastair's scandalous song performance would have definitely been more appreciated at the Hell Ruelle

CALLOUT POST @ ALL WRITERS

write

Kit, running into the room: HEY-

Jem: shhhh Minaa is sleeping

Kit: oh ok sorry

Jem: what's up?

Kit: the cat is on fire-

Person: Man, the Blackthorn's sure are tied to a lot of fairies

Mark: what

Kieran *holding Mark's hand*: do

Helen: you

Kit *sitting in Ty's lap*: mean

Ash *braiding Dru's hair*: ???

Alastair with his trusty spears!

it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.

you can only reblog this today.

Alastair Carstairs is the most bottom-y bottom to ever bottom. In this essay I will-

Reblog if

It’s 104% okay to come to your DM and just say, “Hi, can we be friends?” And then start asking you random questions.

Say what you want, but "Kit" rhymes with "Lit".

Ok I finally found all the times Kit refers to Ty as Beautiful or uses a synonym for beautiful.

Pg. 378 and 379 in Lady Midnight.

Pg. 108, 369, 455, 479, and 600 in Lord of Shadows.

Pg. 51, 171, and 352 in QOAAD.

I also made a note of everytime Kit waxes poetic about Ty's appearance in some way.

Pg. 378 and 379 in Lady Midnight.

Pg. 79, 86, 108, 160, 171, 366, 367, 369, 369, 479, 600 and 666 in Lord of Shadows.

Pg. 51, 66, 73, 77, 116, 171, 272, 320, 325, 352, 628, and 869 in QOAAD.

I spent 6 hours looking this up, this is what happens when you're autistic/adhd.

TLH characters as vines

James: is there anything better than pu$y? YES. a really good book!

Jesse: imma bad bitch you cant kill mE

Thomas: ~welcome to bible study we’re all children of jesus~

Anna: do u got a bae *tongue click* or nahhhh

Matthew: you’re not my dad! Ugly ass f*ckin’ noodlehead.

Christopher: *something explodes* that was LeGiTnESs

Alastair: hi thanks for checking in. i’m StILl a PiEcE oF GaRbAgE.

Lucie, to Cordelia: i love you BITCH. i ain’t never stop loving’ you BITCH.

*only those with advanced humour will understand the matthew one

Magnus: I have a lot of followers

Alec: Oh? On what app?

Magnus: App? I’m the leader of a cult

Alec:

Alec: Suddenly I have to go

Lucie Herondale's motto^

:) (aggressive)

I honestly live for an ash & kit friendship. Them talking bragging about their Blackthorn s/o's to each other, them being badass part faerie warriors together, them talking about deep emotional shit at 2am when they're at their lowest, kit introducing ash to all the mundane stuff he grew up with, ash teaching kit some fancy faerie fighting/languages/etc, like honestly if they aren't parabatai I'll live but FOR GOODNESS SAKES LET THEM BE BFFS PLEASE

James: Matthew and I don't have pet names for each other

Lucie: *smiles smugly* yah okay... What do bees make?

James: A hive?? I don't know, I don't have a lot of knowledge on bees, Lucie!

Matthew: *screaming* BEE?? THERE'S A BEE?? WHERE???

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💌

Thank youuuuu😭😭❤️

emma: how’s the most beautiful person in the world doing?

cristina: i don’t know how are y-

kit, from across the room: im doing GREAT

Alastair, to the Merry Thieves: Well, like we agreed, it is officially after midnight, so I can now say whatever I want.

[they all groan, awaiting Alastair’s cutting insults]

Alastair: Today was actually pretty interesting, and I didn’t mind working with you dorks.

Christopher: You know, the word "dork" is actually a Celtic word meaning "lungfish".

Alastair: Lightwood, I am trying so hard.

Soft, open, in love thomastair is what I live for 😍😍

Hello! Would you might make a Thomastair fic? No particular prompts but those lines: "I hate you" "a bold saying when your face is buried in my chest"

You can change whatever you want I just want you to write Thomastair I love how you write them plsss ❤

Thank you so much!!! Sorry it took so long to get around to!!

Alastair found Thomas where he normally was, situated in the merry thieves room at the Devil’s Tavern. He was sitting on the couch talking to Christopher while Matthew and James laughed at the table on the other side of the room. Cordelia and Lucie were sitting next to them, both looking amused at whatever Matthew and James had said.

   Alastair walked over to Thomas and sat down in his lap with a hmph. Thomas’s arms immediately wrapped around him and he nuzzled his nose into Alastair’s neck. “Bad day?” He asked softly and Alastair just nodded, finally allowing himself to relax in his boyfriend’s arms.

   Christopher watched them with a soft smile. “I’m going to go shower, this is starting to burn.” He said, pausing as he walked by them to ruffle Thomas’s hair. “I did tell you to wash it off as soon as it got on you but you chose to ignore that.” Christopher laughed and shook his head.

  “Admittedly, it would have been wise but alas this is why you’re the responsible one.” Thomas laughed as he watched his cousin disappear into the bathroom.

   Thomas turned his attention back to the dark-haired man in his lap. He kissed Alastair’s neck lovingly. “Want to talk about it?” He asked quietly. Alastair nodded and squirmed around until they were chest to chest with Alastair straddling Thomas’s legs. Thomas raised an amused eyebrow but Alastair was too wrapped up in his story to acknowledge it.

   “I had to go shopping with Cordelia this morning for her dress but I got up late so I had to rush and meet Cordelia at Anna’s before we left and she’d already left which meant I had to go and walk all the way there. By the time I got there, Anna and Cordelia were already done but they invited me to lunch so I went with them but they only had Strawberry toast.” Alastair broke off and gave Thomas an irked look. “Strawberry. You know how much I hate strawberry.”

   Thomas laughed at his boyfriends absolutely uncalled for hatred of strawberries. Thomas furrowed his eyebrows in mock anger. “How dare they.” He said and pressed their foreheads together. Alastair leaned into it with closed eyes.

   “And then I had patrol but I was late because I had to find something other than strawberry toast to eat, so my partner went without me because another person was there already and his partner was late so guess who I got to patrol with?” Thomas raised a questioning eyebrow and Alastair threw his head back exasperated. “Charles. I had to patrol with Charles because I was late like an idiot.”

   Thomas wore an impassive expression but Alastair didn’t miss the way Thomas’s arms tightened possessively as he buried his head in Alastair’s chest. “Darling, you don’t have anything to worry about, especially not with Charles.” Thomas mumbled something incoherently that sounded a bit like ‘I know,’ and Alastair smirked. 

   “Not saying, of course, you don’t have to watch out for others though. You’d be surprised by all the wonderful people I’ve had for patrols.” Alastair could practically hear Thomas’s frown as his grip tightened even more as Alastair laughed.

   “I hate you.” Thomas said, his voice muffled by Alastair’s shirt. “That’s a bold statement coming from someone who has their head buried in my chest. Thomas pulled his face away with a frown that Alastair quickly kissed away.

   “No frowning, it’s my bad day, not your’s love.” Thomas laughed a little and rested back against the couch cushions, his arms dragging Alastair with him. Alastair laid comfortably on Thomas’s chest as he continued his story.

   “I had to walk with him for two hours while he droned on and on about Grace.” Alastair lifted his head briefly so Thomas could see the disbelief on his face. “He was trying to make me jealous. Jealous.” He added again for emphasis. “When that obviously didn’t work he started telling me sorry about all the things he did as if I’d honestly take him back.” 

  Alastair pulled his face away from Thomas’s chest and kissed his cheek before resting his forehead on Thomas’s. “As if I’d leave you for anyone. You’re the best person I know and he bloody knows we’re together so I don’t understand the effort he’s putting into this.” Thomas gave him a soft smile and shook his head, Alastair’s moving too.

   “It’s because he finally realized what he had. He just realized it too late and by the angel, I’m glad about that.” Alastair laughed quietly and wrapped his arms around Thomas’s neck before nuzzling his face where his shoulder and neck met. 

   Thomas kissed his hair and ran a soothing hand up and down his back as Alastair snuggle closer. “I love you.” Alastair said softly, the overwhelming warmth settling in his chest as it always did when he was near Thomas. 

   “I love you too.” Thomas said, his tone matching Alastair’s in a way that made his stomach flutter. 

   “Okay lovebirds, scoot over so you’re not hogging the only comfortable seating.” Cordelia said as she plopped down beside them. Thomas laughed and scooted over, his hands on Alastair’s thighs to lift him up so Alastair could stay in his lap.

  Cordelia smiled at her brother warmly and mouthed, ‘So whipped’. Alastair rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the bright smile that graced his face. 

   Lucie sat on the other side of Cordelia and scooted her until Cordelia was sitting in front of Lucie and Lucie got on her knees behind her. Cordelia closed her eyes as Lucie ran her fingers through Cordelia’s dark red hair, folding piece over piece as she braided it.

   Alastair sighed and relaxed completely against Thomas as his hands worked out the tense spots in his back and shoulders. Alastair was so comfortable and felt so safe that not even Matthew’s innocent teasing riled him up into a meaningless fight like normal.

   Alastair felt a wave of gratitude wash over him for Thomas who seemed to make all his dark, bad days into light ones that he appreciated more than Thomas would ever know.

god tier twp is where kitty is friends to enemies to tentative friends to friends with benefits to lovers

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1 - I'm a part of the population that absolutely hates pineapple pizza

2 - Fall is my fav season

3 - Kit Herondale is my heart

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2 - I have never played Minecraft in my life (despite my friend's and brother's forcefulness)

3 - I went skiing once and I hated it

Do I want to date Cordelia Carstairs? Or do I want to BE Cordelia Carstairs?

The Merry Thieves in one picture

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL WHAT

Okay, I decided to play with Artbreeder again😌😏

💥𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝:

1 - 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐞

2 - 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚, 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫

3 - 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬, 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰

4 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐚

What do you think?🤔I’m not really sure about Thomas, but I’m 100 % sure about James and Anna

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