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purplebass · 1 year ago

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Congratulation on your follower count!!

Would you be up for writing some Will, Jem and Jessamine (and maybe Sophie) interaction, set pre-Clockwork Angel? I'd love to see more of their teenage dynamic explored. Thank you!

Thank you <3 I finally made it after a few months. I hope you like this. I tried to include everyone and put a little Charlotte too. This is set pre-TID as you asked, mostly around the time Jem and Will are investigating and they find the girl's body, so close to when CA starts. 🙂

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We Hunt Demons, Not Monkeys

“On the count of three,” Will whispered. “One, two, t–” and he jumped from the window onto the alley below.

Jem shook his head, and followed after him. “You should’ve said three,” he admonished him, but Will just shrugged. “Did you get it?”

“I got it,” he replied bitterly, glancing at the box in his hand, something hissing inside it. “Shut up, you!”

“Leave the poor thing alone,” Jem chided, but Will just scoffed.

“Will! Jem! By the Angel, do not hurry!” Jessamine said behind them. She had barely managed to leap from the window unscathed, and was trying to keep up the pace.

Will snorted, glancing at the blonde girl. “Whatever,” he rolled his eyes, and kept marching towards Fleet Street, unbothered, his black coat blowing after him as if he was in a hurry.

Jem offered Jessamine a sympathetic look and slowed down until she reached him. “Thanks, James,” she squeezed his arm lightly, and clutched her gloved hand under his arm as if they were a couple enjoying a night stroll. Which was weird, because she barely spoke to Jem, seeing his illness as a weakness. But he was too kind and didn’t say anything. She glared at Will’s back, wishing to burn a hole there, cursing that she could not. “I wish we had taken a cab to go back,” she lamented with a sigh. “I only like strolling when there are people around and shops are open and I can look at all the pretty things.”

“We are not strolling, though,” Jem objected. “And carriages don’t work at night, unfortunately.”

“What a pity!” she said quietly. “I wished I had stayed at the Institute. I could’ve slept. I’m going to have bags under my eyes come morning.”

“It’s already morning,” Will answered her, the effects of the amplification rune still hadn’t worn off. “And you could have stayed back, Jessamine. We could’ve finished this hours ago but we had to look out for you because you decided, of all things, to wear that hideous dress for a mission,” he spat without turning, his anger evident in his voice.

“Nobody asked you to, I can handle myself,” Jessamine frowned and looked at Jem, who could only shrug. “I hate patrol gear, so unladylike!” she seethed. “Just like your nasty manners, Will. You will never find a woman if you behave like this, and I hope no one marries you!”

Will just laughed. “The hell you know,” he said under his breath. It was a bitter laugh, one of those you make when you try to hide your true feelings. Jessamine only knew Will as the opposite of a gentleman, but she didn’t know how he was forced to behave like this. To answer like this. “Likewise, miss Lovelace. You pretend to be such a refined lady coming from a wealthy family when, in truth, you’re deluding yourself,” he stopped only to say the last part in her face. “ Coming to patrol with a dress? That’s foolish. Any person in their right mind would be turned off by your thoughtless behavior,” he snapped. “On top of that, you are also poor and mannerless. You better realize that before you delude yourself more.”

Jessamine squeezed Jem’s arm. Hard. Hard for her, at least. He glanced at Will and shook his head. He told him several times that he shouldn’t rile Jessamine up. She was quaint like a bouquet of flowers could be, but even roses had thorns. And even though they didn’t know much about her past, he knew enough to be aware that Jessamine couldn’t get over not being wealthy anymore and unable to afford her fashion items like she used to. Will knew that as well, but he seemed to enjoy bringing that up to enrage the girl. He would talk to him later, he would –

“You are disgusting, Will Herondale,” Jessamine let go of Jem’s arm, and tightened her grip around her parasol. “Even your name makes my blood boil,” she recoiled. “If I weren’t against physical violence, I would hit you with my parasol this instant.”

“I dare you to even try,” Will provoked her, and Jem saw Jessamine exhale deeply. She didn’t want to do that. “See if you can even hold a fight with a regular human being.”

“There is nothing regular about you,” she held her head high and seemed to prepare to strike. “You are a monster. A demon just like the creatures you so adore to crush to dust.” And then she advanced and tried to hit Will on the head. But he expected it. Jem didn’t.

Will dodged the blow with ease, moving on the side with the heavy box he was holding. Jessamine tried again, and this time, Jem stopped her by holding her wrist before she could continue. “Would you please end this? Both of you.”

“But he started it!” Jessamine complained with a scowl, while Will just stuck his tongue out and giggled like a school boy.

“I know, but you could have decided not to respond, Jessamine,” Jem said. “Do not lower yourself at the same level as him,” he looked at his parabatai, who was acting oblivious and was mocking someone wiping their tears.

“Like you?” she inquired, squaring her shoulders. “Do not act like you’re better than us, James Carstairs,” she replied coldly, and started walking away.

Their quarrel died down, and even Will stayed silent for the reminder of the trip back. It was dawn, and they were exhausted from spending the whole night in the heart of London looking for clues. Instead, they found – “A monkey, of all things,” Will snorted, tightening his grip on the iron cage he was carrying. “I wonder what it was doing in that basement.”

“Charlotte said some members of the Pandemonium Club brought them from India to experiment on them,” his parabatai explained. “Do you want me to hold that? It looks heavy.”

“We are shadowhunters, by the Angel,” Will rolled his eyes for good measure. “Why do we have to save monkeys? We must be on the lookout for demons!” he said with annoyance. “And no, Jem. I’ve got it.”

Jem didn’t want to argue. He knew that Will would carry it anyway, insisting that he had to look after his poor health. “We couldn’t leave it there,” he added, but Will was already entering the Institute and he quickened his pace.

“They should’ve put Will in a cage, see how fun it is,” Jessamine rebuked after them, but Will either didn’t catch it as he was far from them, or decided to ignore the girl. Better.

“I will deliver this precious package in Charlotte’s study,” Will informed his parabatai when they reached the first floor landing. “So I can finally rest my bones after a night of hard work,” he rolled his eyes, underlining the last two words.

“What do us, shadowhunters, have to do with these lowly apes? I risked being bitten thrice by that ruthless creature!” Will said, outraged.

“Don’t forget that you also told us we supposedly descend from them,” Charlotte replied, reminding Will of a prior discussion about some work by a scientist called Charles Darwin who claimed people evolved from primates, which had Will criticizing the man for the whole day because he couldn’t believe it. For now. “Moreover, they are not ordinary. They are magical. Enchanted. They must not fall into the hands of people who don’t just want to torture them, but force them to perform magic.”

“How are they, though? I mean, who enchanted the monkeys?” asked Jem. “And monkeys, plural?”

“We have no clue,” Charlotte answered sullenly with a sigh. “Maybe it was a warlock who wanted to have fun. From the Pandemonium Club. We must find them and try to make them reason. We need to investigate further.”

Will giggled. “Then let them have it instead of bothering us with such trivial matters,” he huffed. “We hunt demons, not monkeys that belong somewhere else.”

“I’m well aware of that, William,” she said. “But we must do what we can, especially since this matter concerns us as a group. Who knows what would’ve happened if the monkeys ended up being used for entertainment? Aside from the brutality that is using animals and holding them captive, we still don’t know what the monkeys are capable of.”

Charlotte could barely finish her sentence that they all heard a scream and glanced suspiciously at each other.

“Should we go and check?” Jem offered, and Charlotte nodded and rose from her chair along with him. Will and Jessamine stayed put in their places. She hadn’t spoken a word and had been sitting in an armchair by the window by herself, which meant she either didn’t want to mingle with them because she often repeated that she hated them all, or she was up to something.

“I believe it was Sophie,” Charlotte said, going for the exit with Jem. “Well? What are you waiting for?” she raised an eyebrow at the other two, who hadn’t moved an inch. Will had even picked up a book from the inside of his jacket and started to read.

“Why should I care?” Will demanded bluntly. “I’m in good company here,” he showed her the book in his hands, so they would know it meant that and not Jessamine.

Charlotte exhaled in exasperation and looked at Jem for help. “Come on, Will. What if it’s an intruder? You can beat him up,” he suggested, but Charlotte shook her head. “Or do what you want.”

Will rolled his eyes and closed the book with a thud. “Fine, Jem,” he stood up. “This book wasn’t getting anywhere,” he explained, which was partially the truth. He was curious to see what the ruckus was about.

“What about you, Jessamine?”

“Pretend that I don’t exist,” she muttered, and Will swore he saw her smirk.

Sophie was in the bedroom quarters when they found her. She turned to the group once she heard the steps, and everyone could tell that she was angry.

“Sophie, what happened?” Charlotte asked, worried, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“I have been patient, Charlotte, and you know it,” she began. “But this,” she clenched her fists, her hands turning white. “This is absolute horror and it should not go unpunished. I may be the maid around here, but this doesn’t mean I have to be subjected to such treatment.”

“Wait, what should not go unpunished? Sophie, you’re being cryptic!” Charlotte said. “Are you hurt?”

Sophie shook her head and freed herself from Charlotte’s hand and retrieved a box from a room, which was her own. At once, everyone pinched their nose because of the revolting smell that came from there.

“What in the Angel’s name is a box full of fecal matter doing in your room?” Charlotte wondered, baffled, one hand trying to cover the hellish odor and failing. It was too strong.

“I think this belongs to you,” Sophie ignored her and looked up at Will, who was wearing a disgusted expression on his face and was trying not too hard to hold in his laughs. She thrusted the box full of the foul mess in his hands, and he barely didn’t drop it on his shoes or the carpet.

“What the Dickens do you think you’re doing?” Will spat, trying not to be triggered by the awful smell right under his nose.

“I am just returning it to the sender,” Sophie spat back with venom, her brown eyes would incinerate Will if they could. “Without my regards.”

“And I’m giving it back because I am not responsible for this, whatever it is,” he pushed it back in the maid’s hands with a glare, and this time she was about to drop it. “I don’t know why you are under the impression I put a box full of poop in your room, Sophie.”

“Because that is exactly what you would do,” she tilted her head and stared at him with contempt. “But you will not get away this time. I’ll make you clean with your own tongue until every surface shines and I can see my reflection in it.”

“Sophie, calm down,” Jem came to her, and when she glanced at him, her expression changed completely. “I know you are upset, but can you explain what happened before accusing Will?”

“I better show you,” she sighed, and put the heavy box on the floor after giving Will, the one she believed to be the culprit, one last death glare. She showed everyone to her small room, which was mostly covered with the same filthy material otherwise known as crap.

Will, who couldn’t help himself, started to laugh. “This is so out of my league.”

“By the Angel,” Charlotte said with exasperation, looking at the mess. “I believe I know who it must’ve been,” she declared to the group.

They went to her office where Will had deposited the monkey several hours ago, and they found the animal still there, locked in the box. “If the monkey is still here, how did it escape and cause that mess?”

“The horses,” Jem suggested. “It must’ve been theirs. A small monkey can’t do all of that in such a short amount of time, unless they have a colic, which is highly unlikely. Even an enchanted monkey.”

“By this point, Jemmy, I don’t care what it is as long as we find who did this to poor Sophie,” Charlotte said. “Right?” she looked at Will as she did so, and he pursed his lips together. “Let’s go check the stables, shall we?”

And there they went. It was Charlotte who checked the boxes where the feces were put before they would be discarded elsewhere. “One of the boxes is missing,” she announced. “So it’s not the fault of our little primate in my office. It’s definitely from the horses.”

“I found this in Xanthos’ stall,” Sophie told the group proudly, showing her prize. It was a dagger, and everyone recognized it at once, with its design of herons on the blade. “I think this is yours,” she said for the second time that night, thrusting the dagger into Will’s hand.

“Will,” Charlotte said gently. “I believe it is time you confess.”

Everyone glanced at him. Sophie was fuming, her hands still clenched in fists by her sides and she was probably imagining crushing Will’s neck with her fingers, or worse. Charlotte was shaking her head and looked defeated. But he didn’t care for either. They could threaten him with a sword for all he cared. What hurt him the most, although he tried to keep his composure, was Jem’s reaction. He was disappointed in him. It was a hard blow to take, but he must bear with the consequences of his choices.

Seeing that Will wasn’t answering, he said: “I thought you said you lost it when we saved the monkey.” He didn’t add that he had dreaded having lost the dagger, the only thing that he brought back from home in Wales. They all knew how much that dagger meant to him.

“And I did,” Will admitted. “I thought I did. Does it matter now? You all believe me to be someone who would vandalize a woman’s room with horse waste, I better plead guilty and make you all happy, shan’t I?”

“Nobody said you did it,” Jem said.

“Nobody said it, but I can see it on your faces,” he said bitterly with a sigh. “And you know what? I don’t give a damn about this.”

“Will, let’s talk –”

“What is there to talk about, Charlotte? He was caught red-handed!” Sophie insisted, but Charlotte shook her head.

He turned his back and started walking away from the stables, Charlotte’s voice calling after him. But Will didn't listen anymore, and pretended in his heart that being accused of something he didn’t do wasn’t hurting him deeply in his soul. If he wanted everyone to believe he was heartless, he had to act like he had no heart.

“Finally,” Jem said. He sat on the steps of the stairs that faced the entrance to the London Institute. “Where have you been?”

Will blinked, passed a hand through his hair, and shrugged. “Depends who's asking.”

“Come on,” he told him. “I was worried about you. We all were. You can’t just disappear like this.”

“I didn’t disappear,” Will argued. “I just took a long walk, that is all.”

“A walk which lasted an entire day?” He raised an eyebrow at his parabatai. “Come on, let’s go to Charlotte,” Jem put a hand behind his back to guide him, but Will stopped on the landing before they could take the long corridor that led to her office.

“I am not in the mood to see her, let alone talk to her,” Will protested. “I need to be alone. Can I at least be alone in this forsaken building or not? Are you afraid I’m going to smear the walls with something else this time?” he turned left, directed to his bedroom.

“Don’t be a fool.”

“William.” It was Charlotte, just as he’d dreaded. He heaved a deep sigh, and felt better that she couldn’t see his face. “I’m glad you returned. I was worried.”

“Ah, yes, the prodigal son returns,” he mocked with a lopsided smile. “Too bad I never had any fortune to spend recklessly,” he shrugged. “Just primal, smelly, crap. All in all, Shakespeare believed that feces brought luck and pushed spectators to defecate in a bucket before his plays. Maybe it will bring me luck.”

“Stop saying nonsense and come here,” Charlotte ordered, and he didn’t know why, but he listened this time. “I know it wasn’t you.”

“Good for you,” he sneered. “Do the others believe you?”

“It was Jessamine,” Jem intervened. “She confessed to it. She said she wanted to prank you because she wanted to teach you a lesson.”

Will started laughing. “She’s getting dirtier, I see. That little witch. She will pay for this.”

“No one is going to pay for anything,” Jem said quickly. “And she is also going to apologize to you. Sophie will apologize for accusing you too.”

“I don’t need their apologies, nor I want them,” he said sternly. “I’d rather thrive on their dislike for me,” he added, “than have them kiss my backside with fake apologies.”

“At least he came back, right?” Charlotte offered, but Jem just shrugged, helpless.

#tsc fanfiction #tsc fan fiction #tsc #the infernal devices #will herondale #jem carstairs #jessamine lovelace #charlotte fairchild #sophie lightwood #heronstairs #clockwork princess #clockwork prince #clockwork angel #tweety's celebration #cassadra clare #the shadowhunter chronicles #tweety.writes

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malec-ao3feed · 2 months ago

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Yes Mr. Inquisitor

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jAt4qwc by Queer_and_trashy Magnus’ hand cupped gently against the side of Alec’s face. “Even if the ideal situation doesn’t come to pass, just making those demands in that space will mean something.” “I agree,” Alec said, biting back a smile. “But the position is already filled.” “What? By who?” Magnus became immediately defensive on his behalf like a cat puffing up their fur. Alec couldn’t help the small laugh that fell from his lips. “They apparently also have a choice for a new position as well. Something about a high warlock?” Aka Alec accepts the position of Inquisitor with some conditions and celebrates the new title with his pet high warlock. Words: 9845, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Jace Wayland, Jia Penhallow Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood Additional Tags: Inquisitor Alec Lightwood, High Warlock of Alicante Magnus Bane, BDSM, Dom/sub, Dom Alec Lightwood, Sub Magnus Bane, Office Sex, Cock Warming, Impact Play, Caning, established kink dynamic, Anal Sex, Pet Play, more in energy than explicit roleplay, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, except for a little bit of politics and relationships in the first half read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jAt4qwc

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #shadowhunters #tmi #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #magnus x alec #malec fanfic #the mortal instruments

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azrielslittleslut · 1 month ago

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Alright, I have made the decision to stop writing for Kinktober. (I will still be writing the Azriel kinktober fic, because I cannot let this month end without some Az smut).

So, my requests are open, and they will stay open until I get overwhelmed! This is also a celebration of almost being at 1.1k followers, so send me what you want me to write! Angst, fluff, smut, whatever.

I write for every character in ACOTAR, and I'm also opening up my requests to Crescent City and The Shadowhunter Chronicles. Throne of Glass is coming, I just need to find the time to re-read it because I really don't remember anything from it...

Love you guys! Next year I will try my best to be more prepared for Kinktober!<3

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ngatwa · 11 months ago

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I need more mutuals, so here's a post about myself. If you want me to check out your blog, interact with this post!

I'm a cis lesbian with autism, ADHD, dyslexia, and anxiety.

By the way, reaching out to people first gives me a lot of anxiety, so I don't do it much. But I do enjoy talking to people. So, if you want to chat about the topics I'm going to mention below, feel free to ask me questions or message me. I'd love to talk to you.

My special interests include:

Movies and tv shows

Books

Astronomy

Biology

Languages

Education (I’m in love with learning)

My all-time-favourite fandoms:

Doctor Who

Sherlock

X-Men (yes only mutants and all stuff from Marvel)

His Dark Materials

Percy Jackson

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

The Devil Wears Prada

Legends of Tomorrow

Person of Interest

The Lord of the Rings

The Shadowhunter Chronicles (books only)

Musicals

‘90 and ‘00 romcoms

Any type of wlw media

Any type of royal media (right now it’s mostly The Crown and RWRB)

Some of my favourite celebrities (I have a too-long list, so I've decided to mention only 10 or so names):

Alex Kingston

Claire Foy

Andrew Scott

David Tennant

Ncuti Gatwa

Mark Gatiss

Hayley Atwell

Ruth Wilson

Amber Heard

Cate Blanchett

ABBA

Stevie Nicks

You can find my stuff here.

#doctor who #x men #red white and royal blue #rwrb #percy jackson #alex kingston #claire foy #ruth wilson #andrew scott #david tennant #ncuti gatwa #amber heard #the devil wears prada #person of interest #legends of tomorrow #cate blanchett

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edwinspaynes · 5 months ago

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Alastair looked over at his husband, sleeping beside him as he lay awake. His breath was even, and the small sliver of moonlight coming through the window illuminated the long lashes fluttering as he dreamt. They were nearing their thirtieth year together; it was but a couple of months away. James and Cordelia had recently renewed their vows for their own thirtieth anniversary, a wedding ceremony filled with the light and open love that they were unable to share at their true wedding. Perhaps Alastair could renew his own vows, too. Privately, impulsively, spontaneously. With a new ring. One made from gold tempered in the flame of thirty years of steady passion. One designed by his own rune-scarred hands and given over to Thomas with uncharacteristic joy and ridiculous hope. - Or, Alastair designs a ring for his 30th anniversary with Thomas, and a celebration of lifelong love ensues.

tsc taglist (lmk if you want to be added/removed): @staywildefairchild @sourlemons262 @belle-keys @drunkonimagination @alastaircarstairsismybff @vwritesaus @claritywithclary @luciehercndale @what-ho-christopher-put-in @life-through-the-eyes-of @alastaircarstairsdefenselawyer @bluewrite @lulusofis @oursoulstheyplay @tessherongraystairs @athearaej @faithfromanewperspective @vwritesaus @imabitchforjemcarstairs @emmalovesfitzloved @daisymydaisycarstairs @fangirlghost-19 @angeldaisies @celias @hanelizabeth @fangirlghost-19 @tiredandoptimistic

#thomastair #thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #tlh #the last hours #my fic

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simplyclary · 1 year ago

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Of All Places, Why Paris?

(Screenshot by me)

*This is a break from all the purely TZP related content I've been putting out here and that content shall resume in a day or two but for now, have a Henry related post* ;)

Have you ever wondered about the specificity of Henry's answer to Alex when Henry said that he would live in Paris if he was an anonymous person in the world? Like why Paris? Henry could've chosen Italy, Germany, Switzerland, or Greece which are all lovely places but no, he chose Paris, France specifically.

I pondered on his answer for a little bit and I think I have an explanation for it. This is me sharing that explanation with you guys, if you also wondered about the reason why Henry wanted to live in Paris.

Paris, the capital of France is known as many things, the "City of Love (and Romance)", the "Fashion Capital" of the world and the "City of Lights". To be completely honest, Paris is one of my dream cities to visit since I was a young girl. I've always wanted to see the lights of the Eiffel Tower, go inside the Louvre Museum, visit the Notre Dame Cathedral, eat authentic French food and more.

I'll move on to the main point here before I get sidetracked by my random thoughts...

Henry was so specific when he told Alex that he wanted to live in Paris given the chance of being an anonymous person in the world. I think that given the chance, Henry wanted to live a life that is authentic to who he is and far from the conformities and traditions that force him to not live his life as a gay man.

Back in the olden days and even until now, being gay is not considered to be illegal in Paris. The city even has a very lively queer night life that celebrates all types of sexualities. This is the exact opposite of what is in the traditional English way of life, especially in the Royal Family, which is where Henry belongs in.

To quote what Nora said to Alex "Princes aren't allowed to be gay". Key word is allowed and so that means that until tradition changes, Henry is trapped in his "closet" and is forced to conform to something that is not authentic to him. Merely thinking about this just breaks my heart.

I also want to share some insights from an interview of a favorite author of mine, Cassandra Clare. For those who don't know, Cassandra Clare is the author of the bestselling Shadowhunters Chronicles (which is one of my favorite sagas of all time) and she has introduced me to a lot of my favorite queer characters, some of them also share the same predicament as Henry.

In one of her interviews, Cassie shared that queer people, especially gay men during the Victorian and Edwardian era, go to Paris for one thing: freedom. In Paris, these gay men can live their authentic selves without the fear of being judged by society and even those closest to them like their family and friends. This is also one of the biggest reasons why in one of her trilogies, about a couple of queer characters always reference going to Paris.

Going back to Henry, this idea can be applied because he wants to live his life freely and openly. He even mentions it to Alex during their Paris stroll that only his sister Bea fully knows about him. His mom probably suspects, his brother Philip is completely oblivious and his grandfather, the king, is a cold and hard realist.

Henry also mentioned to Bea after he returns to Kensington from Texas that the idea of royalty in the 21st century is antiquated, which is true because the royals live by tradition and most of them are not willing to change it, which is heartbreaking.

Also, in the film, Henry's grandfather states that the nation simply will not accept a prince who is homosexual. This hurts and angers me at the same time because they already live in the 21st century and yet they're acting as if it's the Victorian or Edwardian era where being gay is not allowed.

This turned out to be pretty lengthy and I may have veered off the tracks a bit at some parts but the main point is that Henry wanted to live in Paris because in Paris, he can live his life as a gay man who has nothing to worry about, not bound by traditions, simply free and happy in his own authentic self.

That's all my thoughts, folks. Note that all of these are my personal thoughts. Feel free to let me know your thoughts.

I did like writing this post and sharing my thoughts with you. Henry deserves the biggest hug and lots of support after everything he's been through and I'm happy Alex is with him.

Now, back to regularly-scheduled TZP-related posts for the rest of the year....(Partly kidding because a thought about Henry/Nicholas might pop up in my brain randomly and if I feel the need to share it, I'll definitely share it here).

Be well and all my love. Have a lovely day/night wherever you guys are.

#rwrb movie #red white and royal blue #prince henry rwrb #henry fox mountchristen windsor #nicholas galitzine #taylor zakhar perez #alex claremont diaz #rwrb spoilers

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tys-kitty · 11 months ago

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Happy new year my lovelies! ✨

What shall I say except: This year was a hell of a ride. I went through a lot of changes in my private life and made so many amazing (and some not so amazing) memories. Looking back at this year I‘m mainly extremely thankful.

And with this post I want to thank you! ❤️

Every single person out there that left a nice comment, liked one of my posts or even hit the subscribe button! People who shared their amazing thoughts, ideas, opinions or skills and provided the TSC fandom with unique content! Also a big thank you to my sister for proofreading some of my posts in the middle of the night (Love you lots)!

So as you can see there are a lot of people on this platform I‘m thankful for!

And this is the perfect moment to speak some special thanks to my mutuals, don’t you think?

@mayaheronthorn: My parabatai who‘s just as obsessed with KitTy and Good Omens as I am and who will always be delulu with me no matter the time or the topic (also can we talk about how amazing her posts are?) Ily ❤️

@arcs-01: One of the best KitTy bloggers on Tumblr (thank you for being delulu with me) 🫶🏻

@1indigoisles: Our love-hate relationship is very dear to me and your comments never fail to make me smile (I hope we can interact more in the next year!) ❤️

@kamylla74w: A constant supporter who will always be one of the first people to leave a like or a nice comment (thank you, this means so much to me) <33

@02babyy @tsc-reader: Our newcomers in the TSC fandom! I just love your posts, ideas and creativity! Thank you for sharing this with the fandom and welcome to this little family! 🥰

Thank you all so so much for your endless support and your immense love for this book series! It‘s so special to see how books can connect people and I love this fandom with my whole heart! ❤️

So I wish you all the very best in the next year! May all your wishes come true! ❤️

And may we get many TWP news and many new additions to our little TSC family!

Love you more than words can say🫶🏻

Michi

I wish I could clink glasses with every single one of you

#michi‘s celebration #michi‘s randoms #cassandra clare #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles

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agnes-draws · 2 years ago

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little collaboration with @skyllowarts 💖 - the carstairs family on christmas eve 1904-2013✨ + bonus sketch of alastair being bullied by his younger siblings (sorry i had too)

#btw the baby is alastair and cordelia's sibling!!#also if someone comes here telling me that sona is going to die- im sorry but i refuse to believe that bye 😩✨#(denial)#alastair carstairs #thomas lightwood #james herondale #cordelia carstairs #sona carstairs #the last hours #chain of iron #chain of thorns #the shadowhunters chronicles icons #thomastair #jordelia #my art🌷#p.s. merry christmas to those who celebrate !!! 🎄🎉💖

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gay-disabled-characters-showdown · 6 months ago

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Why are you running a poll about gay disabled characters and allowing headcannons? Why not focus on canon lgbt characters with disabilities?

Sorry for taking so long to respond, but I wanted to wait until after Round One was posted. (Ignore the fact that it is several days after round 1 finished posting, I got busy). ((Extra update: lol this is such a late response I haven’t been doing like anything)). Also, sorry for such an extensive breakdown on an honest question, we just want to have this to refer to if we get more questions like this.

A quick breakdown: This post will have four parts: a practical explanation, an explanation more related to our blog set up, just a more philosophical explanation, and under the cut a breakdown of more headcannon like characters.

Practical Explanation:

So one of the reasons why we decided to allow more headcanon like characters is simply the logistics on defining what is more fanon or not is a pain. If you look down at the list you can see there’s an ambiguous section, and that’s because especially regarding sexuality/gender often times there is conflicting opinions/information from actors, producers, whatever. (Ex. Many of the Star Trek characters (their various propaganda has decent information.)) Additionally in the cases of especially Spock and to some extent Frodo them being read as queer has a really long history through the fandom, so to discount them from this feels a bit weird. There are also other cases where due to time period of the media specifically there aren’t gonna be specific terms for some disabilities or sexualities or genders. Overall, there is just a lot of gray areas, and to be like some noncanon stuff counts but others don’t is kinda a hard line to draw. (That being said we did reject a few characters for really not fitting, all characters in the showdown have a decent explanation for being here.)

Blog Set Up Explanation:

This is a little bit more rude (sorry). Honestly, from the get go we’ve established that noncanon characters would count, we didn’t get any complaints until we actually started the polls, and there’s not any way that they will be taken out at this point. If you don’t agree with who we let be in the showdown don’t vote for them.

Philosophical Explanation:

On a more philosophical basis, characters can still resonate with people as having similar stories/experiences to them even if they are not canonically LGBTQ or disabled. This is a place that is celebrating LGBTQ and disabled characters, and if a character’s experiences are important to you why shouldn’t they qualify?

Note about qualifications: characters with disabilities that get cured do count as disabled, also word of god counts as confirmation.

Having to sort this out was confusing as hell, apologies for any errors.

Characters that are not canonically disabled:

Sabran IX Berethnet (The Priory of the Orange Tree)

Robin Buckley (Stranger Things)

Rudyard Funn (Wooden Overcoats)

Characters that are really ambiguous/confusing:

Julian Bashir, Data, Elim Garak, Geordi La Forge (Star Trek)

Riku (Kingdom Hearts)

Kuruto Ryuki (AI: The Somnium Files- Nirvana Initiative)

Chu Sangwoo (Semantic Error)

Characters that are not canonically LGBTQ+:

Kaz Brekker (Six of Crows)

Saki Tenma (Project Sekai)

Kurogane (Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle)

Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan (The Untamed / Mo Dao Zu Shi)

Daan (Fear and Hunger)

Homura Akemi (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Patchouli Knowledge (Touhou Project)

Havelock Vetinari (Discworld)

Wayne Terrisborn (Mistborn)

Lapis Lazuli (Steven Universe)

Link (Legend of Zelda)

Qifrey (Witch Hat Atelier)

Viktor (Arcane)

Chicory (Chicory: A Colorful Tale)

Johnny Joestar (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Steel Ball Run)

Schnn T’gai Spock, T’Poll, Keyla Detmer (Star Trek)

Chirrut Îmwe, Darth Maul (Star Wars)

Gaige (Borderlands)

Hiccup Haddock (How To Train Your Dragon)

Jem Carstairs (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

Frodo Baggins (Lord of the Rings)

Eichi Tenshouin (Ensemble Stars!!)

Zuko (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Bucky Barnes, Professor X, Matt Murdock (Marvel)

Hitori Gotoh (Bocchi the Rock!)

Jace Beleren (Magic: The Gathering)

Joly (Les Misérables)

Nodoka Hanadera (Healin’ Good Precure)

Arthur Lester (Malevolent Podcast)

Hearthstone (Magnus Chase)

Hebe Harrison (Doctor Who)

Hermann Gottlieb (Pacific Rim)

Harry Du Bois (Disco Elysium)

Merle Highchurch (The Adventure Zone)

Elphaba Thropp (Wicked)

Monkey D. Luffy and Roronoa Zoro (One Piece)

Ricky Potts (Ride the Cyclone)

Tokito Minoru (Wild Adapter)

Blade (Honkai Star Rail)

#lgbtq disabled characters showdown #g answers #a answers

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