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The new ship meme just dropped!

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Isabelle: Small creatures are way more vicious. It's because their anger has less space to be bottled up. Alec: Ridiculous! Give me one example of this? Isabelle: Spiders Simon: Wasps Jace: Clary

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matthew fairchild would call everyone bestie

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“tumblr is free btw” maybe for you. this app has cost me everything

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Dru a Kit

ESQ abreviación de Esquire ESCUDERO: Un miembro de la nobleza inglesa por debajo o en camino a ser un caballero

TBH: Para ser honestos

ni: No importa

Texto original de @cassandraclare ©

Imagen de @cassandrajp ©

Traducción del texto y edicion de imagenes @carstairsa ©

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Kit continuing Jace’s legacy of having multiple last names

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TSC SIBLINGS:

LUCIE / JAMES HERONDALE

 𝐼 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑣𝑒 𝑘����𝑜𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑠𝑜 𝐼 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒. 𝐻𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑗𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑠. 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙

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“DEATH INCARNATE”

Just Rhysand in the Court of Nightmares.

A fanart from A Court of Thorns and Roses Series. Character belongs to Sarah J. Maas.

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I love you Dru Blackthorn. You are my inspiration to break the rules.🥺❤️

📌My house.

📌My curse.

📌My rules.

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Cristina when she translates Thomas’ journal

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i'm back in town

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So I finally finished my Lucie Herondale illustration. Wow! It’s like I’ve been working on her face for ages, I don’t know if I like how it turned out, but I know that at some point I had to stop haha. Well! Hope you like how the illustration ended up looking. I’ll continue doing some shadowhunter’s illustrations some time soon💕 This character belongs to @cassandraclare

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Three amazing characters to celebrate the release of the new shadowhunters’ book in march. Here we have Anna Lightwood, Cordelia Carstairs and Lucie Herondale from the last hours by @cassandraclare. The first book was released in Spain a month ago and I’m so excited to read the second one. Hope you are as excited as me! 💛💛💛

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ANGUS CLOUD as FEZCO

EUPHORIA S02E01

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Castle Towers Fall

Chapter 13 *Major Angst Warning* *Fluff Warning* *Trigger Warning: Talk of Abuse, Alcoholism*

January 1904; Silent City

“It all started when I married Theodor. It was perfect.” Sona said in a dreamy tone as she looked at her oldest son.

Oh, how he looked so much like her Theodor, it was almost like seeing a memory come to life.

“I loved him Alastair, he was my first love. And he loved me too. You are so much like him that sometimes I forget that he isn’t here anymore.”

Alastair was still silent, his eyes still looking down at his lap. “What happened to Theodor, Mâmân?” he nearly whispered, as if he was scared to know the answer. Sona took a deep breath before answering.

“As you know, he died. It was sudden. I remember that night and I always will, until the day I take my last breath. We went to bed together one night and when I woke up the next morning, he was dead in bed beside me,”

She was cut off by a small gasp coming from Alastair. He had moved one of his hands to clutch one of hers, like he had done when he was small and held onto to her skirts when he was feeling particularly shy.

But still, Sona continued on with her story.

“They didn’t know what happened to him. The Clave said it was natural causes. He was fine before we went to bed. He had been fine. But the people in Paris didn’t believe me, they said I had to be lying, because I was a foreigner. They said I had to have poisoned him, but I didn’t. Nobody cared about my side in it. Which is why I went back to Persia. I couldn’t handle the whispers any longer.

“I didn’t know I was pregnant when I met your fa-Elias. I met him when I got back to Tehran. I know you don’t remember Elias before, Alastair, but he was different. Softer, kinder, less cold. He was much better at hiding his drinking back then, and I fell in love with him. Or at least I thought I did-”

Alastair cut her off by removing his hand from hers. “Why did you marry him? If you loved Theodor?”

For a second, Sona didn’t know how to answer. She’d never really asked herself that question, she never thought about it. She married him because he proposed and she said yes, that meant they had to get married. Her family hadn’t approved of Elias-or Theodor, for that matter-but she had done it anyway.

But she still didn’t know why.

“I don’t know, joon. I don’t have an explanation as to why. I wish I did so I could tell you. But I don’t. I found out I was pregnant just after the wedding, it had been barely three months since Theodor’s death, so I assumed you were a Carstairs not a Verlac. But then you were born and you looked so familiar, but I couldn’t place it then. I didn’t place it until you were fourteen.”

“When Cortana chose Cordelia instead of me?” Alastair whispered, he had started to pick at his skin, and his eyes were focused on that instead of her.

Sona nodded. “Yes.”

“Does anyone else know?”

“No. Risa suspects, but nobody besides you and Cordelia.”

“Elias knew.”

“What?” Sona was confused, Elias had never known to her knowledge. And if he suspected, he certainly hadn’t told her.

“He taunted me about it that last night. He said I couldn’t possibly had been his son, that I was too weak, that you had lied to him.”

“Oh, Alastair. None of this should’ve ever happened. There are only two things I don’t regret about my marriage to Elias and that is your sister and brother. I have so many regrets and many of them involve you. I am sorry, Alastair. I am sorry for letting you go through that for so long with Elias. I am your mother, I never should’ve let it happen.” Sona opened her arms for her son so she could hold him. But he got up off of the bed.

“Mâmân, it should’ve never even continued after the first time. It should have stopped the first time I dragged him home drunk from a bar in Devon. It should have stopped the first time he hit me when he was drunk. But it didn’t. You were supposed to protect me but you chose to protect Cordelia. You didn’t protect me.”

Her son looked so sad, so broken. His dark eyes were filled with tears that were threatening to spill. She had caused his pain and continued to let his pain worsen, when she could’ve stopped it.

He turned to look at her one last time before he slammed the door shut and left.

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I’m back!!!!

It’s been months since I posted a chapter!!! I originally planned my hiatus to last until my birthday in April (nearly six months ago), that didn’t work end up working out but here it is!

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Castle Towers Fall

Chapter 14 *Angst Warning* *TW Blood*

Cordelia sat down in a chair with her baby brother and held him in her arms. He was sleeping now and she envies him.

She envies him for his world not being shaken up like hers just was. She envies him for being able to sleep as the drama started to unfold. He doesn’t understand what’s happening right now. That their older brother, isn’t really their older brother.

But that’s crazy because Alastair is her brother. He will always be her big brother who has protected her since the beginning. She can’t see him any other way, she wants to say it doesn’t matter that they have different fathers and that their mother lied to them for years. But she can’t.

Cordelia just wants to pretend that she didn’t hear her mother say they don’t have the same father, but how can she?

So she envies her baby brother for not understanding this, for not understanding that her world just came crashing down.

And Alastair’s did too.

Oh poor Alastair, oh her poor dâdâsh. He didn’t deserve this. Out of everyone, he didn’t deserve this to happen to him.

“Cordelia?” Cordelia turned toward the voice to see Thomas Lightwood.

“What are you doing here?” she asks quietly, trying not to wake the baby.

Thomas shrugged and sat down next to her. “I hope I’m not intruding, but I came to make sure every one was alright, Alastair didn’t look too good when you left earlier. Neither did you to be frank. Is everything alright?”

Cordelia didn’t particularly know how to answer that. It wouldn’t be fair to drag Thomas into her family’s drama. And she was sure Alastair wouldn’t want that.

“Yes. Alastair and our mother are just having a chat, which means I get to bond more with our baby brother. Alastair’s going to be so jealous.”

She tried to make her voice sound upbeat, but she knew she had failed by the look on Thomas’s face. But he didn’t mention it and just continued talking like normal.

“Does he have a name?” he said, looking down at the baby.

Cordelia shrugged. “Not yet. Mâmân hasn’t told us yet what she’s had in mind.”

“He’s kind of looks like Alastair.”

Thomas let out a small laugh when the baby smiled in his sleep.

“That he does. Luckily Alastair was adorable as a child. If he wasn’t, that would be an insult.”

“I don’t think I would believe you if you told me Alastair wasn’t cute as a child, he’s the kind of person who’s always looked cute, even-” he was blushing as he slapped a hand over his mouth. “I mean-”

Cordelia interrupted him. “It’s fine. I won’t tell anyone. And you do realize I saw you two in the library today, I’m not blind.” 

He blushed even redder at that, the red flush spreading from the tips of his ears and down his neck.

She continued on, in spite of his embarrassment. “And I think you’d be a good match for my brother. Providing that you don’t hurt him like his last lover did, Cortana and I would have a field day with you if you treat him badly. Not to mention Risa, she definitely wouldn’t like it either.”

Thomas gulped at her threat and nodded slowly.

“I promise that I have no intention of hurting Alastair. Not more than I already have, anyway.”

I would rather you hadn’t hurt him at all. She thought to herself. Cordelia didn’t know what exactly between Alastair and the Merry Thieves, but she knew that she didn’t like the way they had been treating her brother.

“Good because you’re one of James’s friends and I don’t fancy hurti-Alastair?!?”

She was cut off by her brother running from their mother’s room in near-tears. It seemed his fight-or-flight instinct had kicked in, this time in flight.

What happened in their mother’s room? Did he not like what he heard?

“Alastair! Dâdâsh, wait!” she said and almost ran out after him, nearly forgetting she had the baby until he squirmed at the sudden movement.

She turned to Thomas. “Do you mind holding the baby while I go find Alastair?”

“Of course not.” She was about to shift the baby into Thomas’s arms when the voice of her cousin Jem-Brother Zachariah-started to ring through her head.

Cordelia, your mother needs you. She wants you in her room, immediately. She was sure that if his face could show emotion, her cousin’s face would be twisted in concern.

Cordelia looked around, distraught and torn between the two problems at hand. Should she go to her mother? Or go and find her brother?

“Cordelia, go. Your mother needs you, it must be important. I’ll go find Alastair.” Thomas placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled reassuringly.

She nodded at him and he turned in the direction Alastair had ran in, he couldn’t have gone far, she thought. He wouldn’t leave in a time like this.

But she pushed that thought out of her mind, as she started to follow her cousin back to her mother’s room. Cordelia walked in to see Risa trying to comfort her mother who was sobbing and breathing heavily, her skin noticeably paler.

“Risa? Mâmân? What’s going on?”

And that was when she saw the blood staining her mother’s sheets.

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Dun…dun…dun!!!!

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Castle Towers Fall

Chapter 15 *Angst Warning* *TW PTSD, Panic Attacks, Mentions of Abuse* *Mentions of El*as Carstairs*

Alastair felt like he couldn’t breathe. It physically pained him to breath. Why did it have to hurt so much?

He wanted to be prepared for what his mother was going to say. He wanted her to say things about his biological father, how he was better than Elias, that he would’ve loved him.

But she didn’t.

She went on and on about Elias and how bad she felt for putting them through that. Putting him through that.

And she kept saying how good Elias had been in the beginning. How it wasn’t so bad, that he was a good father, better than he was later.

What a load of bullshit.

Maybe it was true, just maybe. But the Elias she had known wasn’t the same one he had known, same with Cordelia.

The Elias he knew was the one he dragged home drunk every night from the age of ten. The Elias he knew who would hit him on nights when the alcohol fueled his anger, rather than soothe it.

But to his mother, that was the same Elias she met and fell in love with. The father of two of her children. She couldn’t hate him and they both knew that. She couldn’t hate the man who gave her two of the best things in her life.

That Elias was the Baba to his sister, who read her storybooks and played games in the garden with her. The father who was always sick, but was amazing when he felt better.

Elias was nothing to the baby. He was merely someone who contributed half of his genes to him. But there was no doubt that he would be something to the baby. From stories told by Cordelia and his mother, this baby would never know the horribleness of his father.

Alastair would never be able to escape him. And that thought made the pain in his chest blossom farther down.

He felt like he was drowning.

Nobody could save him when he was ten years old and no one could do it now.

He wanted to scream and cry and he wanted it all to stop hurting all at the same time.

Why did it have to hurt so much? It was the only clear thought he had in his mind, everything else was garbled gibberish, all mixed up together as they raced and ran as fast as they could.

He slumped against a wall somewhere in the Silent City, he didn’t even know how far he’d ran at this point. He just wanted to get as far away as possible from his mother before he said anything else he’d regret. 

His legs were so tired from all the running, his whole body was tired. His brain was tired.

He just wanted everything to stop. He didn’t even care if it was for five minutes, he just wanted everything to stop.

He wanted the pain in his chest to go away, he wanted to breath again, but right now it seemed impossible.

“Alastair?” He heard his name being called but it was muffled, like his head was under water:

“Alastair? Can you hear me?”

Yes, I can, is what he wanted to say, but his mouth couldn’t form the words.

“Alastair, it’s Thomas. Can you hear me? Please answer me.”

It’s Thomas, why was he here?

Tom, he tried to say, he wanted to scream.

Why couldn’t he speak?

He could see Thomas’s mouth start to move, but he could barely hear him.

“Alastair, I need you to breath with me, okay? In and out.” Thomas placed Alastair’s hand on his chest. “Follow my breathing.”

In and out…

In and out…

In and out…

He could do this, he just needed to breath.

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