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Diane di Prima

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Pleased to finally share my contribution to the @historyinthemakingzine, a lil’ comic called “Mementos.” (Be sure to head to H.I.T.M.Z.’s tumblr to download the whole glorious zine!)

Note: I may have gotten a little caught up in the idea of dueling stories. Henry’s is in words. Alex, however, is a more visual person. 😂

Special thanks to @omgcmere whose beta read really brought out Henry and Alex’s voices, and to @argylefetish, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, and @fight-surrender for their final sweeps! EDIT: And @scone-lover for last minute Brit-picking! (Gosh, it’s been so long, I completely forgot what we all went through to make this thing! 😅)

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No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for good luck.

Six of Crows || Leigh Bardugo

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why are star wars planets more boring than earth and our solar system like sure we’ve seen desert, snow, diff types of forest, beach, lava, rain, but like… 

rainbow mountains (peru)

red soil (canada/PEI)

rings (saturn’s if they were on earth) 

bioluminescent waves

northern lights (canada)

salt flats (bolivia, where they filmed crait but did NOTHING COOL WITH IT except red dust?? like??? come ON)

and cool fauna like the touch me not or like, you know, the venus flytrap.. and don’t get me started on BUGS like… we have bugs cooler than sw aliens

BASICALLY like???? come on star wars you had one (1) job where are the cool alien species

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And thank you all so much for being in my life this year. You guys rock🤍🤍

I know this is a Mari drawing, but I'll tag my entire taglist bc I want to wish all of you a happy new year. I hope that ok ajdkh

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@eugeniaslongsword @axoloteca @thomaslightwood @dreamofmysoul-tsc @minaxcarstairs @elettralightwood @goodknightfriends

@youngreckless @lunar-mensis @melpcmene @fevermadness @thomastaircompassrose

@ithurielkeepsgettingkidnapped @the-blackdale @claradoesntevenknow @of-same-steel-and-temper

@dragonqueenzoyaa @arangiajoan @stxr-thxif @chlo-tk

@ti-bae-rius @sayonara-you-weeaboo-shits

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@cant-think-of-anything @runecarstairs @eutonyinwhisper

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Tessa to Maryse

Dear Maryse,

As one mother to another, I’m writing to you for advice. It’s been many many years since I was raising children, and when I say many years, I mean more than a century. And now I find myself in that position again. Although we have not talked frequently, I have often thought what a wonderful mother you must have been and continue to be. After all, your children have turned out so wonderfully. Isabelle is so brave, Alec such a leader, and Jace, well, I can only tell you that I know what an excellent example of a Herondale is, and he is one.

I also know that you have experienced profound loss and grief, and that you understand it.

I am writing to you about Kit. He too is a Herondale, and I believe that he will be an excellent example of one as well. But like all Herondale men (and the girls, too, believe me I know!) he is very private and secretive. On the whole Jem and I wish nothing but to respect his privacy. But when comes the time when worry requires one, as a parent, to intervene?

A few nights ago after dinner I stopped by Kit’s room to give him his phone (he is forever losing it and leaving it somewhere!), and I found that he was not there. Glancing out the window, I could see him outside, standing in our front garden. He had his back to me and appeared to be staring off into the distance, but I could tell by the way he was standing and the movements of his shoulders that he was agitated. Concerned, I followed him outside. I came up behind him quietly, not wanting to startle him. Perhaps I came too quietly. I realized immediately that he was talking to a ghost—I’ve had experiences of such things before. As is always the case in this kind of situation, I could hear only his side of the conversation.

Kit said, “If you keep trying to talk to me about this, I’m not going to be able to see you anymore.” Then he said, “Of course I believe in forgiveness. But some things are so terrible that you never want to revisit them.” There was a long pause. I thought maybe it was over. And then he said, “Don’t you understand? Everytime you bring him up, it tears another piece out of my heart.” Then he turned around, and of course saw me, standing on the path outside the house. He didn’t say anything, just gave me a sort of betrayed look and ran inside.

The next day of course he just pretended that nothing had happened. I just don’t know what to do. Should I leave him alone to work through this on his own? I always figured there must be ghosts at Cirenworth—Kit has informed me that there is a ghost dog that he plays with sometimes, a retriever I think —but I can’t imagine any of them as malicious or hurtful. And indeed it didn't sound as though he were afraid of the ghost, but as though the ghost brought back dark memories of his past. Perhaps of his father? I just don’t know what to do. Jem thinks we should let him work it out on his own, as he is a teenager, but then I remember my first two children, when they were teenagers, how there were times when they did need my help. (I am very much hoping that Kit is not having a tempestuous affair with a ghost, as I’m not sure I could go through that again.)

It’s keeping me up nights worrying. If there’s any advice that you have, I’d love to hear it.

I’m enclosing a picture of Jace and Clary with Kit and Mina, last time they visited. They look so happy!

All best,

Tessa

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Mina for short, she’s lovely, Catarina. She has Jem’s fingers. A musician’s fingers. And Tessa’s chin.

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Blackthorn family casual dinner conversation

Dru: I have an announcement to make! I have a boyfriend.

Ty: Really? So do I!

Dru: Well my relationship is quite complicated. You see, he's the rightful heir to the throne of the Seelie Court. So he lives in hiding.

Ty: WHAT? So is mine! He's actually the rightful heir to the throne of both Seelie AND Unseelie Courts.

Dru: Wait... Who are you talking about?

Ty: Who are YOU talking about?

Mark: Wait ...Did you just say heir to the throne of the UNSEELIE Court?

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CHAIN OF IRON

“𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟,” 𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔. “𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢?”

𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑜𝑢𝑡—𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑟.

𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒, 𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛.

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Magnus to Alec

Dear Alec,

Before anything else, I just want to mention once again that you are by far the handsomest man I have ever met, with the most beautiful blue eyes, and what I love most about you, among so, so many other features, is that you are a man of incalculable understanding, patience, and forgiveness.

Yes, this is our vacation. Yes, you and the kids are lounging on the soft white sands of St Barths, as is good and right. Yes, I have had to dash to London on urgent business involving Blackthorns. Yes, I have been receiving your many supportive texts, accompanied by your many photos in which you look angry while holding umbrella drinks.

No, I will not be back today. You must imagine me saying this with the heaviest of sighs and the most forlorn look. I need one more day. Blackthorn Hall is haunted—which I could have told anyone who had bothered to ask, I’ve never known a more obviously haunted place in my life—and none of the little Blackthorns (who I suppose are no longer quite as little as all that) have had to deal with this kind of ghostiness before.

So again, let me commend you for your forbearance in this time of trial. That is not sarcasm, just formal! I really mean it!

Love you, Alec. See you tomorrow night. The next morning at the absolute latest -

To the Greatest Man Who Has Ever Or Will Ever Live,

It will be tomorrow morning. I was meaning to depart tonight, but it is now very, very late, and I have had no small amount of wine, and these are not the conditions by which I would feel quite safe opening a Portal. It will not do me any good to return to St Barth if I show up on top of the Gustavia Lighthouse.

So since I cannot yet sleep, but must, let me quickly fill you in.

The Blackthorns are fixing up Blackthorn Hall—fancy that—and while I understand they are now properly adults, they are still young enough to use a hundred year old Ouija board they found hidden in the walls. Didn’t have a planchette? Not a problem, we will just make one out of scrap without reference to the wood or the ley-lines or any of the— Sorry. I couldn’t help it, it’s such the Shadowhunter stereotype. Leap before you look. In fact, just leap. Leap whenever and wherever.

As it turns out (spoiler alert!) the spirit of the house—at least the restless one—means no apparent harm and is just your standard everyday “ghost looking for its missing bauble to move on” situation, as you’ll see. But I was more alarmed for it being the house in Chiswick. Many generations of Lightwoods lived in it over many years, and there always seemed a dark shadow over the place. In the mid-19th it was the home of, I’m sorry to say, a very bad Lightwood, definitely one of the worst Lightwoods, and after that, well, its fall from grace was precipitous. I cannot say from what time period this ghost might date, but given its reaction to the name “Blackthorn”, I had my worries.

Anyway, by the time I got to the house, Julian and Emma had managed to cause the Ouija board to, you know, magically shatter into a dozen pieces. I magicked it back—note for future reference, easier to magically repair something that was magically broken in the first place rather than with, say, a hammer—and produced a makeshift but actually calibrated and warded planchette. And burned their planchette in a fire. Outside.

It was quick enough at that point to contact the presence in the house, who was indistinct, probably from being alone for the past hundred-odd years. Let me tell you, Alec love, I was worried then. I was worried that this ghost was someone I knew. Someone I cared about, once. It probably isn’t—most of them would have no reason to be ghosts at all, much less ghosts stuck here—but once the thought occurred to me, I couldn’t put it aside. I tried to ask but you know how ghosts are. “I do not now know you,” it said. Great. But did you know me when you were alive? Just “I do not now know you.”

Anyway the thing was peaceful enough. We finally got around to the topic of why he is a ghost—we got enough of a spoken voice to know the voice is male, at least. He spoke aloud, and firmly. I am bound here by a silver band, he said.

Whether this silver band is a ring, a bracelet, a handcuff, the concept of “the ties that bind,” or a group of robot musicians, I have no idea. But it’s normal enough for a ghost to be bound by an object and to be looking for the thing that binds them. I honestly didn’t get a negative vibe from the guy. I’m… let’s say ninety percent sure that it’s not the aforementioned Bad Lightwood, at least. I told Julian and Emma there was no harm in their keeping an eye out for a silver band during their cleanup of the house, but not to worry themselves sick over it. This felt like wise advice at the time, although we had all had quite a bit of wine at that point.

The wine was in fact drunk continually throughout the evening, as there are some salvageable bottles from the cellar—rather amazingly, although I don’t know, maybe Shadowhunters have wine preservation runes somewhere near the back of the Gray Book. And drinking red wine while talking to a ghost just seemed, I don’t know, the right pairing? But of course now I have a splitting headache from a combination of sulfites and light necromancy. I am going to put myself to long-overdue sleep, and then tomorrow at six in the morning your time please tell le garçon I would like waiting for me a café allongé, very hot and a sidecar, very cold. I will then entertain the children for the rest of the day while you, my love, my all, take a nap and join us whenever you please.

With all my love, all my kissin’, you don’t know what you been missin’,

M.

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Aaaaand here are my own interpretations of Kit’s and Ty’s flower cards feat. Ty wearing the Joshi family ring

[ID: The first image is a drawing of Kit Herondale sitting on a chair with Mina playing on the ground. He is wearing a denim jacket, a black t-shirt, and jeans. Mina is wearing a pink dress. The background is a garden with white and pink flowers. On the bottom of the picture is written ‘Satin Flower - Am I Forgotten?’. The second image is a drawing of Ty Blackthorn sitting on a wooden box. He is wearing a black jacket, gray pants, an orange sweater, and white headphones. On his right hand, he is wearing the Joshi family ring. A hand is reaching out for him on the top right corner of the drawing, and Irene is sitting right in front of him. The background is plain green, and there’s a plant with orange flowers decorating the entire left side of the drawing. On the bottom of the picture is written ‘Clove - I have loved you & you haven’t known it’. /End ID]

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Aaaaand here are my own interpretations of Kit’s and Ty’s flower cards feat. Ty wearing the Joshi family ring

[ID: The first image is a drawing of Kit Herondale sitting on a chair with Mina playing on the ground. He is wearing a denim jacket, a black t-shirt, and jeans. Mina is wearing a pink dress. The background is a garden with white and pink flowers. On the bottom of the picture is written ‘Satin Flower - Am I Forgotten?’. The second image is a drawing of Ty Blackthorn sitting on a wooden box. He is wearing a black jacket, gray pants, an orange sweater, and white headphones. On his right hand, he is wearing the Joshi family ring. A hand is reaching out for him on the top right corner of the drawing, and Irene is sitting right in front of him. The background is plain green, and there’s a plant with orange flowers decorating the entire left side of the drawing. On the bottom of the picture is written ‘Clove - I have loved you & you haven’t known it’. /End ID]

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kristyn’s endless list of favorite characters: 19/∞

SIMON LEWIS — SHADOWHUNTERS/TMI

“The funny best friend who gets left behind? Dead man.”

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Some TWP characters as some posts: part II

[ID: A drawing of Ty talking on the phone with Dru. She asks him "How are you?", and he responds "Idk feeling kinda gay, might commit arson later". He is holding a lighter. /End ID]

[ID: A drawing of Dru saying "Hallowed be thy ween". Ash replies "You're gonna hollow out my what" and Dru responds "Your ween". /End ID]

[ID: A drawing of Mari telling Kit "I have feelings for you. Not telling you which ones." /End ID]

[ID: A drawing of Anush, dressed as the white rabbit, talking to Ty, dressed as a scientist. He says "Gay as fuck to be a mad scientist. What are you mad about. Men. Are you just crazy about men. I hear science is a man dominated field. Is that what you want? To be dominated by other men?" /End ID]

[ID: A drawing of Ty petting Irene. He says "The 'your cat will eat you if you die' argument is so weird like okay?? Bon appetit girl". Anush is in the background, saying "Meanie..." /End ID]

taglist in the notes. Happy Halloween!!✨🕷🕸🧛‍♀️🎃

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oh yeah well you haven’t read the big three—

I’ve read the big three. I have read the big three.

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this is one of my favorite scenes with those two:,)