#angst tlh

[poppitron360]

Jason Grace, consistently telling Leo he is awesome.

Name one other character that does that. I dare you.

[heronchildlove]

I'm thinking about how Matthew's perfectionism has always gotten in the way of all his hobbies. He tells James in Nothing but Shadows that he can't draw, can't write prose or poetry, can't compose or do anything like that, and, even without counting the fact that he is literally 13 and shouldn't expect to be good at those things anyway, you just know he probably only tried each of those things once or twice before giving up because he wasn't immediately good at them so for him that meant he had failed and couldn't be good ever and he was only good to watch the arts he loved from afar (spectate).

The only hobby he ever had was baking and only because no one else knew. Since it wasn't something anyone expected of him, he could do it in secret with no pressure, and allow Cook to teach him slowly because he was just "helping" her.

And then he lost it too by accidentally poisioning his mom and being too traumatised to ever do it again

[tys-kitty]

I just love it when people complain about the miscommunication trope in a book. Like, girl, have you ever read a Cassandra Clare book? Because I don‘t think so…

[belle-keys]

christopher lightwood was such a frickin g like homie said even though my girl is locked up in the pen, I support women in stem, and then he gave her fricking chemistry homework to do

[vwritesaus]

The first thing Thomas notices is that he is standing in a well-lit room. Sunlight streams in through large arched windows, casting long rays along the floor and opposite walls from which framed paintings hang. He can’t make out any of the faces, most of them blurred or faded from age, but he can see every miniature groove in the elaborate frames carved with fleurs-de-lis, tiny leaves and rose petals.       The second thing he notices is Alastair Carstairs sitting sideways on one of the window seats of those arched windows, his back leaning against the edge of the arch and one foot planted firmly on the seat, the toes of the other grazing the wooden flooring. His attention is fixed on the world beyond the glass panes—a streaked mass of fluffy clouds and a blue sky stretching for miles—and his expression is contemplative, almost serious. That attention quickly turns to Thomas, possibly having sensed his presence, and something close to coyness blooms to life in his expression.       ‘Lightwood,’ he greets politely.       When Thomas blinks and doesn’t respond—too shocked to do so, because Alastair Carstairs is talking to him? To Tiny Tom, willingly?—Alastair rolls his eyes. He swings his whole body around to face him, both feet on the floor and his gaze fierce.       ‘Well?’ he prods. ‘Are you simply going to stand there like a cad, or are you going to come here and sit beside me?’

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hello!! long time no see, haha...

but here i am, and i bring with me a little fic i wrote for my wonderful best girl @drunkonimagination for her birthday back in july ✨✨ it's based off this art of hers where thomas dreams of kissing alastair, only to get rather the rude awakening lol. hope you enjoy it!!

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tagging people who might be interested: @ibrushmyteeth-donttellanyone @ferrari-go-vroom-vroom @astriefer @luciehercndale @claritywithclary @bluewrite

let me know if you’d like to be added to or removed from the tag list!!

[jemsbitch]

I cannot be the only one that wished @cassandraclare had written her original ending for cot instead

[neeksxoxo]

sona trying hard not to break down when she's finally with her kids because she panicked so hard in idris, even when she knew they were probably gonna do something, because she had already lost her husband and she didn't want her kids, her love and joy of life, to be lost too (especially before zachary).

anyways

[potato-jem]

all i hope for chot is that the epilogue needs to be more crushing than the clockwork princess, because i just wanna feel something

[dreaming-arc]

Until more kitty content comes im declaring thomastair as the best tsc ship (for me)

[poppitron360]

What must it have been like to be Esperanza Valdez?

Knowing that your son had been chosen by the gods to have these powers because he was important to the fate of humanity. Knowing he held the entire planet’s existence in the balance and he would either make or break the world. Knowing he had dangerous powers, and if he couldn’t learn to control it he could end up causing unimaginable death and destruction.

Being terrified for your boy, knowing you are bringing him up to fight in a war that could potentially get him killed, or at least suffer so much pain.

And also being terrified of your boy, not knowing if you’re bringing him up to fight on the right side.

The constant worry of if you’re raising him to die, or raising him to destroy the world, or raising him to be manipulated into a weapon for death. Wanting to do what’s right for your son, because he is your everything. He is all that you have.

What must it have been like that night in the machine shop, watching the smoke curl through the crack in the door, watching the flames rising up? Knowing that you’ve let him down. Knowing that you should’ve done more to protect him. Knowing that you should’ve shown him how to use his powers safely. Knowing of all the pain and suffering he will go through now, alone. Without you.

I’m sorry, mijo. I’ve failed you. I’m so sorry.

[heronchildlove]

(DON’T) TELL ME GOODBYE CHAPTER 2 IS UP!

Fic Summary:  Matthew gets turned into a werewolf when him and James are separated and James thinks he is dead, but is there still hope for them, after all?

(Read here on AO3 from the start!)

Warning! Depression and suicidal thoughts are strong in this chapter

CHAPTER PREVIEW

The next month passed in a blur.

The following one, too.

Had it really been two months? He couldn't tell. Time was not real anymore. The chord that had tethered James to it seemed to be gone. The minutes seemed to last days, weeks passed in a minute. He couldn't grasp the time, same as he wasn't able to grasp anything in this reality anymore.

His memory of the days that had passed since that night was non-existent. He was vaguely aware that sometimes his mother came and tried to get him to eat, that Uncle Jem had come to examine him, that his father had shared a long tale trying to cheer him up which he hadn't heard in the slightest, that sometimes there were knocks on the door and his friends' voices around him. He was vaguely aware that sometimes he was in his bed and sometimes on his chair by the window with no recollection of going from one to the other, and that sometimes it was lighter and sometimes darker.

Aside from that, his whole mind seemed drowned in grayness. Gray as the never-changing London fog. Gray as the rest of his life would be without Matthew.

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[tys-kitty]

Don‘t you guys just love it when a Herondale is one of the main characters and there‘s so much drama and miscommunication that you tend to forget what the real plot of the book is?

[caterpillarinacave]

Good morning, I need to hear TID headcannons

[laylax13s]

Chapters: 1/20 Fandom: The Last Hours Series - Cassandra Clare, The Shadowhunter Chronicles - Cassandra Clare Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage Relationships: Alastair Carstairs/Thomas Lightwood, Alastair Carstairs/Charles Fairchild, Cordelia Carstairs/James Herondale, Jesse Blackthorn/Lucie Herondale, Cordelia Carstairs/Matthew Fairchild, Ariadne Bridgestock/Anna Lightwood, Ariadne Bridgestock/Eugenia Lightwood, Ariadne Bridgestock & Alastair Carstairs & Eugenia Lightwood, Alastair Carstairs & Thomas Lightwood, Grace Blackthorn/Christopher Lightwood Characters: Alastair Carstairs, Thomas Lightwood, Charles Fairchild, Cordelia Carstairs, James Herondale, Matthew Fairchild, Lucie Herondale, Jesse Blackthorn, Grace Blackthorn, Christopher Lightwood, Eugenia Lightwood, Ariadne Bridgestock, Anna Lightwood, Sona Carstairs, Elias Carstairs, Jem Carstairs, Zachary Carstairs Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Humor, Fluff and Crack, Crack, Inspired by Music, Inspired by Fanfiction, Song: Boys Don't Cry (The Cure), Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Eventual Fluff, Drama & Romance, Drama, Character Death, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Strangers to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Boarding School Summary:

enemies to friends to lovers to strangers to lovers :)) dramaaaaa (and fluff ofc ofc) minimal smut (i had to) light angst read the tags!!

"Imagine eternity, doesn't seem that long They say nothing lasts forever We'll have to prove them wrong" @all-for-the-fanfiction @life-through-the-eyes-of @prayers0for0rain

[sparklestheunicorn]

Dear god will herondale is so far the best parts of this book

[42-things-about-fandoms]

angstposting p.1

He understood now why poets damned their hearts, their capacity for desolation and want.

His mind had told him that his heart was broken, but he had not felt it, not felt all the jagged pieces of shattered hope, like shards of glass inside his chest.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy. He had never realized before how true that was.

He stared out at the ocean; in the far distance, sparks against the darkness, were the lights of distant boats. He could not imagine how lonely it must be, out there in the darkness and cold, alone on the waves in a tiny craft.

Chain of Thorns, Chapter 5, Realms Above