#i need to read tda again

[celticcrossanon]

Can a peerage be removed?

Yes, it is possible to remove a peerage. However, as described in Gadd’s Peerage Law, once the Crown has granted a peerage it is “very difficult to deprive the holder of it”.

Peerages are created by letters patent: a legal document issued by the Sovereign and adorned with the Great Seal. The Great Seal (formally known as the Great Seal of the Realm) is the chief seal of the Crown. It is used to show the monarch’s approval of state documents. As explained in Halsbury’s Laws of England, the Crown does not have the power to cancel a peerage once it has been created.

A peerage can only be removed by an act of parliament. The most recent act that did this was the Titles Deprivation Act 1917 (TDA).

Celta, the above excerpt is from <lordslibrary.parliament.uk> re: who has the authority to bestow/create peerage titles (the Crown, by Letters Patent) and who has the authority to then remove peerage titles (Parliament, by an Act of Parliament). 

I agree that the removal of the Sussex titles should be the result of an egregious/treasonous act (by the Sussexes) that is supported by objective, hard evidence and that cannot be gaslighted by them as being r*cially motivated. Objective, scientific proof of surrogacy concerning A’s/L’s births (eg, DNA or medical records) would do the trick. Interfering in the LoS is treason, yes?

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Hi Nonny,

I have discovered that apparently there is a difference between normal peerage titles (to which the above applies) and royal peerage titles, and apparently The King can remove the royal peerage titles but not the normal ones. I know the HRH Prince/Princess titles have to be removed by the King; parliament can not touch those AFAIK.

Objective proof of the surrogacy should do the trick, in my mind at least. Somewhere (and I have no idea where, and I can’t find it again) I remember reading a piece of legislation of the UK that said, clearly, that any attempt to interfere with the Line of Succession results in that person and their children being removed from the Line of Succession. A concealed surrogacy is definitely an attempt to interfere with the Line of Succession imo, as surrogate children are not eligible to be in the Line of Succession by law, and so if that is proven then under UK law Harry will lose his place in the Line of Succession and so will his kids. That would be another reason to remove the titles - you don’t need an HRH Prince/Princess when you are no longer in the line to the throne, do you?

[steamworksfairy]

So I have a fanfic idea for KitTy, right? And I was thinking it wasn't the most original. That so many people must have written something like this, right?

And I was like, "This is going to need me to go through the timeline. I might even have to read tda again to make sure I have as many details as I can right." Which is why I looked through ao3. Because that would be a lot of work. I'm insane enough for it, but I didn't want to write this particular idea if a lot of people were already writing it.

Imagine my surprise when I looked through ao3 and saw that no one seemed to have thought of it. I'm insane enough for this, so I'm writing it. Especially since I need to hype myself up even further for twp, and this will most definitely help. So yeah, it's time for me to do a great deal of reading. Gotta feed my fellow KitTy shippers as we wait for more twp news to come out.

[darcyolsson]

In the shadowhunter universe i think the circle has the most amount of fucked up relationships. Like everybodys got complex outside the norm relationships with at least two other members. The circle is so fascinating to me. The most popular and charismatic guy is evil and the few people who figure it out takes forever to do so. People are properly rebelling against their parents. They make themself a big menace as teenagers. And on the other side youve got the downworlders reaction to this. Tessa and Magnus are heartbroken. They give up on Stephen. There is so much going on but we are given so little.

YEAH i think the circle is such an underexplored aspect of the tsc universe!! i highly doubt we'll ever get any sort of series or even a full side book dedicated to them but the tidbits of info we do have from the short stories are so fascinating. it honestly brought some much-needed nuance to the tmi parents, bc even though we do have a few details about what went down (like the circle originally not being anti-downworlders, but sort of gradually moving in that direction after valentine's father died) i did feel like tmi left me wondering a bit how they all ended up as a part of an extremist group.

my favourite thing about the circle is that, at least at the start, they all have very similar views to the tmi gang: that the clave is corrupt in many ways (objectively true), and needs to be reformed. especially in tftsa it's a statement we hear simon say over and over and over again and i just LOVE that juxtaposition, the implication that if a different kind of person had gotten a hold of simon & clary and even the rest of the gang they could've ended up exactly like their parents.

and tbh, i just love reading about the circle and their drama and misery, lol. i love it when characters act really terribly i love it when characters manipulate & get manipulated and are then eaten alive by guilt. the evil we love is a gem, just robert experiencing flop after flop and ruining everyone's lives. and then becoming miserable for the rest of his life because of it. genuinely very fun. i think cc does morally gray characters very well (when she wants to, which is rarely </3) and i just love to watch miserable people be miserable what can i say!!

also, so true what you said about fucked up relationships. the circle didnt fit into the big love web i made for all of tsc because there's nothing linking them to any of the tmi/tid/tda/etc characters (thank god lmfao), but behold, i made them their own tiny love dodecahedron for funsies:

is it more contained than the 74-people big tsc love web*? perhaps. is it any less insane? absolutely not.

*which, by the way, misses many people, as i've found out in my tmi and novella reread. but they dont fit on there so i'll have to recreate it in its entirety if i want everyone to fit, which is not something i want to spend my time doing, because i am insane but not that insane

[canonically47]

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this one

okay well total drama has a LOT of obvious mistakes and most of them come from the time in which it was written and published and the rushed season of only 13 instead of 26 episodes starting with ROTI

i also feel like they treat their characters and ships very badly, making them go right back where they started if they ever get any growth, which rarely happens. or their development is too sudden and not believable. priya, max, scarlett, that mini-arc shasmine had about splitting the money, aleheather in TDWT, prileb in TD 2024...

i rewatched ROTI and the girls were mistreated horribly. what can you expect from a season where the finalists are two guys? dakota’s internal issues were never discussed further than a funny haha moment when dawn read her aura, dawn never got to do anything for her team and her elimination was rushed, jo’s internalized mysoginy was a haha joke and never adressed properly, zoey had a whole villain-and-back-to-hero arc and STILL didn’t make finale???

also i hate when they introduce some groups and never further develop them, or develop them very little. lindsay, beth and ezekiel could’ve been an ICONIC trio. i miss leshawna and gwen’s friendship so much, and same goes for bowie and emma. jo and brick had so much potential to become allies or at least frenemies, amy and sammy were not handled well, THE E-SCOPE TRIO!!! i’m in shambles

so if i wrote TDI i’d just give the characters some proper development, more moments to shine, more fun relationships with the others. this show is based on its characters, they’re the stars!! so why not make them shine instead of burn??

gen 1 is too much work to rewrite but i’d keep TDI about the same except have a leshawna vs gwen finale, with leshawna as a ‘canon’ winner. TDA would have a harold vs lindsay finale with harold as the ‘official’ winner.

in TDWT i’d cut the duncney-gwuncan arc, make duncan never come back cuz fuck that guy, gwourtney wins. sierra gets better development. noah makes merge and fulfills his schemer role, constantly sabotaging alejandro. they become frenemies. aleheather still wins and goes to finale. alejandro doesn’t get the robot costume and we don’t hear from him again until TDAS.

for ROTI, would make jo a proper antagonist and make her butt heads with scott when the merge happened. my final six for ROTI would be scott, jo, zoey, brick, lightning and anne maria. yes, brick and anne maria, you read that right.

i still think scott shouldn’t make finale, and jo only if she got development. so maybe the merge could happen just two episodes earlier to get more stuff out of them, so the merge would include cameron and mike. scott would go before jo, and jo would be left to fend for herself after scott got cameron eliminated. this is where i would make her develop a friendship with anne maria and brick. get zoey in there and you have the anti-scott alliance. they get him out (NO TRAUMA CHAIR NEEDED, HE WILL BE FINE) and then lightning, then the girls unite against brick. sorry man.

the finale would be between two of the girls, i’d like to see jomaria or joey fight, jo needs that development. the one who gets out previously is an insta-elimination and not decided by the others.

and voilá! jo gets development and some healthy friendships! her and brick could also get together but maybe in another season. this season is for her alone to shine, she deserves it.

oh, and that’s the main thing about ROTI - i’d give them two more seasons. they deserve a WT-esque season.

i’d completely rewrite TDPI. make rodney first diss when the girls are disgusted by him (and also shit him cuz fuck him), dave an earlier boot, get beardo like third or fourth cuz i wanna see more of him, give scarlett a proper character arc instead of a rushed one throughout just one episode, make max a bit smarter and let him become a ‘hero’ rather than a villain he wants to be by rescuing everyone from scarlett since he knows her weaknesses best...

my ideal final five are shawn, jasmine, max, topher and ella. also my five favorites so no wonder. i’ll explain their arcs.

topher - 5th: shawn and jasmine, as well as max and ella, become duos after the scarlett incident (maybe it happens earlier?), and topher is outside of any alliance. plus he was getting kinda annoying, not to mention he gave chris too many ideas for challenges. damn it, topher!

ella - 4th: when she is forbidden from singing, she still goes behind chris’ back and does it, only that she intercepts sugar’s note and burns it. sugar is an earlier boot than originally because ella realizes she just hates her guts and she’s trying to befriend her for nothing. when ella stops singing, she puts her head in the game more than usual, but her refusal to hurt animals and serenade them instead gets her out eventually, by chris, not by the others.

max - 3rd: with no alliance and a softer spot than usual, he gets out at his own, last challenge.

finale: shawn vs jasmine

the same conflict about splitting the money, only that it comes earlier and is developed more. for one, chris shows jasmine the confessionals right after max’s voting ceremony.

shawn’s helper ends up being ella, but she’s been watching from playa des losers and is unhappy with how shawn treated jasmine. meanwhile, max is jasmine’s helper. max and jasmine sabotage shawn, ella doesn’t help him, but then when max and ella are given the controls for the island, they both realize the gravity of what they’ve done when they see shawn and jasmine buried in snow.

both jasmine and shawn get an ending. in both endings, jasmine gets out of the snow, doesn’t pay attention to the finish line, and goes to search for shawn, who pops out in confusion. the two have a heart-to-heart interrupted by chris to announce the race is still happening, and they have ten seconds left. in shawn’s ending, jasmine just nods to him and he crosses; in jasmine’s ending, shawn insists she crosses. pretty similar endings, the outcome is about the same, but i like to think jasmine’s is the ‘canon’ one.

and then they get another season!

so, our seasons are...

gen 1 - 3 seasons: total drama island, total drama action, total drama world tour

gen 2 - 3 seasons: total drama revenge of the island, total drama retour, total drama cruise or lose

gen 3 - 2 seasons: total drama pahkitew island, total drama reaction

gen 1 x gen 2 x gen 3: total drama all stars

TDAS would include eight contestants of each generation. gen 1 gets heather, alejandro, owen, noah, gwen, courtney, sierra, and leshawna. gen 2 gets jo, anne maria, zoey, mike, brick, cameron, lightning and scott. gen 3 gets shawn, jasmine, topher, max, ella, sugar, sammy and scarlett.

and then for the reboot i’d just make bowie win for the first season. the second season would have more development.

emma and bowie become friends again. mkulia become reluctant allies but still dislike each other. eventually they warm up to each other tho 👀. ripaxel also happens over the course of more episodes. couples butt heads - mkulia, rajbow and ripaxel - but mkulia dominate the game. short ripaxel-mkulia alliance in which they get out prileb (who have a better development trust), wayne and bowie.

damien gets to keep his immunity idol but doesn’t need to use it until the final five: axel, julia, mk, damien and raj. the girls unite against him, but he and raj voted for julia, so you can imagine mk is unhappy, but damien wins immunity. yikes.

so finale time is damien, raj and axel. everyone gets an ending, but damien is the ‘canon’ winner because HE DESERVED IT COME ON.

[princepotatosack]

Hello one and all and welcome to the The Duchess Affair name post. This is a list of period-accurate given names you can give your MC if you need some inspiration or want to know what kinds of names ladies had back then. I've combed through the 1809 edition of Debrett's Peerage for names of noblewomen in the 1600s and 1700s in Britain, which is where I'm taking the liberty of assuming TDA is set.

As always, you can drop any questions in my inbox, I love love love playing reference librarian :-)

Most names in this period either came from the Bible or from literature. The Bible was the most common book owned and read, so Biblical names were frequently seen. Some nobles liked to show off how cultured and educated they were by naming their children after mythological figures or characters from poetry and history, but most people of all classes named children after ancestors or loved ones (which explains why it seems like it was the same dozen names getting passed around again and again.)

Very common names -- the majority of women back then had one of these names:

Anne

Caroline

Catharine (not a typo – this was the standard spelling in the 1700s!)

Charlotte

Diana

Elizabeth

Frances

Georgiana

Henrietta

Isabella

Jane

Louisa

Margaret

Maria (pronounced like “Mariah”)

Martha

Mary

Sarah

Sophia

Less common but not unheard-of names:

Agnes

Alathea

Albinia/Albina

Alicia/Alice

Amelia/ Emilia/Emily

Arabella

Augusta

Barbara

Bridget

Cassandra

Cecilia/Cecily

Clarissa

Constance/Constantia

Dorothea/Dorothy

Eleanor

Emma

Gertrude

Grace

Harriet/Harriott

Hester

Honora/Honoria

Jemima

Judith

Julia

Juliana

Lavinia

Laetitia/Letitia

Laura

Lucy

Marianna/Marianne

Matilda

Penelope

Priscilla

Rachael

Rebecca

Susan/Susanna/Susannah

Theodosia

Theresa

Thomasina/Thomasine

Rarities and oddities -- I only came across these names once or twice each, use them to add a bit of flavor and eccentricity!!!:

Abigail

Amabel/Amabella

Amantha

Anastasia

Angelica

Annabella

Antonia

Araminta

Beatrix

Camilla

Christiana/Christina

Clara

Clementia/Clementina

Dulcibella

Esme

Ethelred

Eugenia

Felicia

Flavia

Flora

Florentia

Frederica

Gabriella

Helen/Helena

Horatia

Josepha

Leonora

Madelina

Margaretta

Narcissa

Octavia

Olivia

Philadelphia

Rose

Selina

Sibella/Sibilla/Sibylla

Tryphena

Urania

Winifred

And just for fun, some extremely British sounding surnames I found that made me chuckle aristocratically:

Beckington

Cavendish

Chatham

Courtenay

Dalrymple

Darlington

Fortescue

Gainsborough

Kingscote

Lovelace

Mountstuart

Ogilvie

Pembroke

Pierrepont

Posonby

Tattershall

Twisleton

Wentworth

Willoughby

Wriothesley

[purplebass]

Congrats 🎉💜 How about "You are my family" with Blackdale? 🤗

I really hope you like this 🥰 You are one of the few people I know who gets them the same way as I do, and I hope this will bring you happiness. It has a little hurt/comfort in it, but also parallels with TDA, so I think you would like it ✨👀🫶🏻

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For the Ghost That I Used To Be

London, 1904

“I feel like I should go to Chiswick,” Jesse announced to Lucie as they lounged on the loveseat by the window of his bedroom, after a long day he spent outside helping her father. “To, you know, sort things out. Or whatever is left of them.” 

It was not too long after Belial had been defeated, and that everyone had reunited in the gardens of what used to be Jesse’s house to bury things from their past. They all knew that they would never truly move on, but they were trying to. They had to try. Some moved on with their significant others. While some others, like his dear sister Grace, by putting her passion into science. 

“Do you think there is something left to save there?” Lucie inquired, dubious. “The place is in ruins, and I wonder if Tat-, your mother –” she shook her head and sighed. “That woman didn’t get rid of stuff that belonged to you or to your sister while you were away.” 

Every time she had to say Tatiana Blackthorn’s name, she didn’t know how to address her. That woman didn’t deserve to be acknowledged as his or Grace’s mother, because she never acted like a mother throughout their lives. Lucie tried as much as she could to avoid speaking about her, unless it was Jesse who mentioned her during a conversation, which was rare. 

“You can say her name, Lucie,” Jesse said earnestly, his expression neutral. 

Lucie opened her mouth to talk, but only a sigh came out, as if she wanted to say something but thought it was better not to. “I’m sorry, Jesse, but,” she bit her lip to silence herself. Instead of continuing, she took his hand.

 “What are you apologizing for?” he squinted at her. “You’re doing it again.”

“What?”

“You don’t want her name to come up in conversation, and as much as it is thoughtful and sweet, and you don’t want me to get hurt, I,” he inclined his head and a hint of a smile appeared on his lips, “can handle the truth, nor I don’t want to be protected from it. Tatiana Blackthorn was an awful human being and even though I would’ve left her to rot in an isolated jail cell in the Silent City instead of killing her, death is what she deserves for what she did.”

“Would you have spared her, why?” Lucie raised her voice, suddenly curious. They had never discussed the topic too much and she never dared to ask about that in casual conversation. She expected him to talk when and if he was ready. “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it.”

Jesse frowned, and held his breath, his lips pursed. Lucie could tell it wasn’t easy for him, and she kept holding his hand, the summer breeze ruffling his dark hair off his forehead. 

I am here if you want to open up. I am willing to listen. I am willing to be a safe harbor for you. I am willing to let you cry on my shoulder if you need to. I’m willing to love you twice as much as that woman should’ve loved you. Even more. I would love you…

“I do not condone anything she did,” he began, gazing up at her, looking her in the eyes. “But I do believe in mercy. Sparing someone’s life not as an act of forgiveness, but of penance. Death is easy,” he wrinkled his nose disapprovingly. “It doesn’t matter how painful it is that you die, peace comes at some point, for most,” he forced a smile, and Lucie knew he was talking about himself too, and about his seven years stuck on the threshold between peace and misery. All because of his own mother, who had waited for the moment he would be old enough so his body could sustain the parasite. Belial. “You’re a corpse. You cannot atone for your sins, if you die, can you?” he asked rhetorically. “While if you live,” he heaved a deep sigh, and his voice came out uncharacteristically detached and far away, cold. “You will live the rest of your life with your guilt, haunted by the ghost of what you did. I find it the most effective punishment.”

“I know you would’ve stopped her if you could have,” Lucie moved closer to him and started stroking his back, feeling the tension in his bones as she did so, trying to ease some of it with her touch. 

“What angers me the most is that the Clave had evidence to shackle her, to indict her, to even banish her –” he glanced up, his tone bitter. His shoulders shook, and when he turned to her, his eyes had a haunted look. “If only I hadn’t been stubborn, they could’ve stopped her.”

The pale glow of the night behind him made him look ghostly again, but also ethereal. A boy who defeated death and came back stronger. A boy who barely showed his resentment, although Lucie knew, he still harbored some in the depths of his soul. Some of his frustration was also aimed at himself, for not having been there physically to stop his mother. For being left in the dark about it all.

He probably still blamed himself for wanting to become a shadowhunter, and the angelic magic clashing with what was inside of him, leading him to his death. His uselessness as a ghost. That was what he meant with his last sentence, and Lucie’s heart grieved for him. She loved him so much and it destroyed her when he felt like this. But it also made her fist clench in anger because of Tatiana, who didn’t just ruin Jesse’s life, but the lives of many others. 

Lucie understood him well, even though there were sides to him that she still didn’t know, and that she was still learning day after day. Jesse didn’t show much of a temper because he knew how to manage his indignation well, but that wouldn’t disappear overnight. And it was the reason Lucie probably avoided the topic. It wasn’t easy to discuss, it didn’t matter that he was confident that he could handle it. 

“Alas, we will never know that,” Lucie replied sincerely. “They could’ve still favored her. In the eyes of the Clave, she was the one who had been wronged, and she knew how to plead her case,” she said firmly, trying not to shake with fury. “Even if you had been alive at the time, and tried to stop her, I’m sure she would’ve found something so she could throw you to the wolves.”

Jesse’s face fell. She didn’t mean to be too blunt, but he needed to know, since they were talking. “I assume you’re right,” he told her after a long beat. “I think you are right, Lucie. I –” he took in a sharp breath, “I was always meant to be none other than a pawn in her revenge. Mistook her refusal for me to join the shadowhunters as a way for her to protect me from those she said hurt her the most. For love,” he said, dejected. “When in truth, I was one of her means for revenge. One of her possessions.”

Tears welled up in his eyes and she gently started wiping them with her fingers. He closed his eyes, and leaned his cheek into her hand. She drove his face to her shoulder, and he nestled his cheek there. There was so much Lucie wanted to say to him. Yet, she thought everything she wanted to tell him came down to the only words that encompassed all the possible sentences that ran in her head. “I love you, Jesse. I love you.” 

He wept silently until he had enough. Lucie stood beside him on the loveseat, threading her fingers in his hair, trying to soothe him, to tell him it was okay. She didn’t know how much time they had been there. The door to his bedroom was not completely shut, and she wondered if her parents might have come to check on them, and heard him cry. 

“I believe that I can still find some of my belongings and family heirlooms at Chiswick,” Jesse whispered after a while, his head still on her shoulder. Lucie nodded. “And if we don’t, it won’t matter.”

“We can go whenever you feel like it,” Lucie answered quietly, her hand quietly caressing his hair. She wanted to add if you want me to come with you, but she thought it was a given. 

“We can go the day after tomorrow, at noon,” he told her. “With the light.”

“Sounds perfect to me,” she agreed, and kissed the top of his head. 

While in bed that night, Lucie thought about everything that she and Jesse had talked about, and decided that the only thing she could be thankful to Tatiana Blackthorn for was that she gave birth to him. If it was for her, she would’ve killed her several times, or made a voodoo doll to inflict pain on her. Not only because she had sent Jesse to his death. Because she had also destroyed Grace’s life, because she had killed Christopher. Because she decided to burn all the bridges her uncles had tried to build to reach her. She hoped that Jesse could find closure someday. She would try to show him the love she thought he deserved.

Chiswick was even messier than how Lucie remembered. She recalled the last time they went there. Everyone had gathered to bury things they wanted to leave in the past. It was a symbolic action to mean a new beginning for everyone. It didn’t magically erase what had happened, no enchantment could. Trying to start anew was the only option in order to survive. 

Jesse immersed himself completely in his new life as a shadowhunter. He often helped around the Institute, and Will and Tessa also started mentoring him because they noticed he could follow in their footsteps in the future. Of this, Lucie was ecstatic. More than half a year before he didn’t have a future, and knowing he could potentially get her parents’ position someday made her happy. 

She grinned, and looked up at Jesse as they entered the main foyer of the house. She held his hand – something they both liked to do whenever they were out together – and she tightened her grip on an instinct when they crossed the threshold. Jesse exchanged her smile, but Lucie could tell he was a little on edge. They never returned to this place after they buried their belongings, and, without anyone taking care of the house, it gathered even more dust. 

“We should start looking in my grandfather’s study,” Jesse announced, and lead the way. 

Several hours later, they gathered some things that Jesse thought were worth taking away. A couple of old books he had cherished. Some other things he used while he was little. The rest, they arranged on a table but they were unsure whether they needed them or not. 

“I wonder what this is doing here,” Lucie said when they were looking in the attic, where Jesse told her he used to hide most of the things he didn’t want his mother to find as a child. She showed the portrait she had found to him. “I think this is her,” she told Jesse. 

“Her, who? She does look like a Blackthorn, but I don’t know her. Her portrait was never hung on the wall with the others.”

“Annabel,” Lucie whispered, looking at the back of the portrait. There was a date scribbled over, perhaps of when the artist had painted her. “The woman Malcolm used to love.”

“Oh, that Annabel,” he asserted, frowning at his girlfriend. “The one you wanted to find for him.” 

Lucie nodded, glancing at the portrait. She told Jesse about her promise to Malcolm and how she couldn’t fulfill it because she lost her power. She waited to tell him because she thought it wasn’t important, since she couldn’t keep her promise anyway, and it wasn’t like the warlock had helped raise him. That was the original pact. 

But then she realized that she didn’t want to keep things from Jesse, who was reserved but always sincere. To her, a good relationship needed to be built on mutual trust and honesty, which she believed they had. Her secret with Malcolm was the only thing she had kept from him, and she felt the need to free herself from the weight of it.

“I wanted to help Malcolm,” Lucie admitted, her hands twisting on her lap. “I could’ve helped him like I helped you.”

“I’m sure you would have,” Jesse tensed in his seat, and he sighed in frustration. “What could’ve happened to you, if you had? You’ve slept for days after you raised me. Occasionally waking up but still unconscious,” he closed his eyes briefly, the memory of that time in Cornwall still haunted him to this day. “I could have lost you,” he said in a broken voice, flinching, as if only thinking about that made him panic. “You could have gotten hurt,” he added, shaking his head again.

She knew he would get upset. He didn’t want Lucie to risk her life to bring back someone else. She already risked enough for trying with him, and even if he was thankful, he would’ve never wanted her to try again. 

“Yes, your ancestor,” Lucie continued. “Oh, there is something here,” she realized, touching the back of the portrait. A tiny wooden box was built behind the canvas, which opened when she picked on the lock. “I wonder what this is,” she said, picking up a small leather bound book. 

Jesse came closer and he started looking. “This looks like a diary,” he said, opening the first page. “No, it isn’t,” he corrected himself. “It is a poem. A poem by Edgar Allan Poe. He is a mundane poet.”

Lucie peered at the small volume. “My parents would be delighted to see this,” she marveled at the precise scribbles. “It is a poem, indeed. What’s the name? Annabel… Lee,” she gazed at Jesse, who wore the same surprised expression as hers. “Could have been…?”

“Written by Poe to that Annabel? I don’t have a clue,” he shrugged. “But anything is possible. Otherwise, why would it be hidden behind her portrait?”

“And, most of all, who could have hid it here?” Lucie inquired, trying to make an impression of the famous character Sherlock Holmes, a detective written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. 

“Give it to the members of the Blackthorn family to still make noise even after they’re dead,” Jesse remarked with a giggle. “What an astounding family.”

They laughed together, and it was liberating. She was afraid that it would be hard to be in his old house, surrounded by a lot of things which used to belong to his family. And indeed, she knew that it wasn’t easy for him. But at least, the mood had softened and Lucie thought that Jesse seemed relaxed after their latest find, and she was glad of it. 

“Can I keep the poem, Jesse?” Lucie asked when they finally gathered everything he meant to take with him to the London Institute. She was a little shy about asking, mostly considering their past talk about Annabel, but she still took her chances. The worse he could do would be saying no, which she would completely understand.

Jesse didn’t seem to be taken aback by the request. “I can already see your mind spinning, Lucie,” he declared, the corners of his mouth turned up into a sincere grin, which made Lucie’s cheeks flush with heat. “Keep it, if you like it. I don’t mind.”

Lucie beamed at his consent, and pushed herself up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek. She put the small volume in the pocket of her dress for safekeeping, and then, they left.

London, 1910

During the first weeks at the Institute, several years before, Jesse tried to get used to living again. He kept himself busy, tried to distract himself from the reality of this new life, and from the overwhelming sensation of being seen. He didn’t mind being around Lucie and her parents. They respected his space and he was sure they knew how to read his mood and dealt with him accordingly. They respected him and he respected them, and always made him feel like part of their family.

Jesse remembered when he gathered the courage to go to Chiswick, and told Lucie about it. And the conversation diverted on the topic of his mother, and he broke down in front of his beloved girl, who carefully avoided talking about Tatiana not to trigger him. She was a sensitive topic, but he realized that, in order to move on, he needed to face his demons, and that included his wicked and loveless mother and the house that she had turned into his prison for years. 

They had been there before, when everyone decided to bury their belongings which were a symbol of the life they wanted to leave behind. Jesse had left his coffin behind, as he didn’t need it anymore, but he had also asked himself whether or not he would be able to move on from that part of his existence where his life couldn’t be defined as such. “It was the ghost of a life”, Lucie told him on a warm afternoon, while they discussed one of her new writing projects. “And now the ghost is finally living his life,” she added. “This is a hopeful story.”

Chiswick hadn’t changed, if not for the excess of dust covering all the surfaces like the eerie cloth of an unkind ghost. The wind, now gentle, now strong, found its way through the broken shutters, and graced the furniture with fresh air in a place otherwise dead. 

Jesse hadn’t been shocked to find his old house in such ruins. On the other hand, he thought it would be in worse condition. He considered this place lost. He hadn’t wanted to go back, but he felt like he needed to. He needed closure, and he was puzzled to see the remnants of his previous life were still there, laying untouched in the attic. Lucie also found a tiny volume with a poem, and it was part of the reason they were there that night.

As one would expect from the heads of the London Institute, there would always be some party to attend, or some people who wanted to meet him. He didn’t mind being around people, but he needed to manage the amount of time he was around people. There were some occasions when he just couldn’t bear to be among the throngs of shadowhunters, and had to catch a break. 

It didn’t happen as often now, but tonight, because of the special occasion they were celebrating, Will and Tessa had invited even more people than usual. He would hide in an alcove next to the ballroom or on the balcony, where he knew people didn’t like to venture when there was music and drinks and food in the party room. He liked the balcony, and appreciated the breath of fresh air that would breeze when out on one, without the constraints of the frame of a window. 

And Lucie always found him. They were like magnets, attracted to each other like opposite poles. He also felt that pull with her. He sensed where she was, when they were in a crowded room. He would smile at her and she would smile at him in acknowledgment. And her presence would calm him, tether him to the here and now. To the world of the living.

“Found you,” she told him playfully, not too long after he fled the ballroom teeming with inebriated shadowhunters. “Is everything okay, Jesse? You seemed distressed.”

“I am,” he decided not to lie to her. “I just feel like –”

“Like this is too much?”

“It is,” he revealed. “Too many people tonight. I just needed to catch my breath and then I would return. And this balcony is the perfect place.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“Not at all,” he offered her a smile. “Come here,” he opened his arm, and she nestled close to him, placing her hand on one of the lapels of his jacket. “This is much better,” he said, and secured his hand on her shoulder, lingering on Lucie’s sheer-covered arm.

“This place is the best to take a breather,” Lucie observed quietly. “I was also getting fed with people in the other room. Rosamund Wenthworth wouldn’t stop asking me where I found the material for my work, which, surprisingly, she said she enjoyed.”

“Congratulations for making Rosamund enjoy something,” Jesse commented, remembering how Lucie told him that Rosamund and her brother used to mock her for having a ghost as a friend. If Lucie didn’t like befriending ghosts, he probably wouldn’t be here today. “She and her lot seem hard to please, but they do like to intrude in people’s lives. She once cornered me to ask me about Chiswick and how I used to live there,” he huffed. “Since, according to the stories she’d heard, we only ate what grew in the greenhouse.”

“That’s such an insensitive question,” Lucie was outraged, and Jesse could only grin wider. “If only I had been there! But she doesn’t dare to say those things in front of me,” she snorted. He knew she would fight all the Rosamunds in the world for him, and his heart filled up with so much love just thinking about that. “What did you say?”

“I didn’t want to be disrespectful, so I replied that regrettably, the story she knew was incorrect,” he declared proudly. “We didn’t just eat the crops that grew in the greenhouse, we also sowed them. Unfortunately, it was just corn and beans.”

“Jesse!” Lucie objected, glancing up at him. He was laughing. “I wouldn’t come up with a better answer, if I tried. It’s easy to poke fun at Rosamund. She believes in everything you say,” she observed. “She tries to flirt, even,” she rolled her eyes. “When she has a husband and a child.”

“I don’t know about that,” his eyes sparkled with amusement at Lucie, who was rarely jealous. “Well, if she ever did, the joke is on her. I am happily taken, and I’m sure the guests your parents gathered here tonight also know it, Rosamund included.”

“She better,” Lucie smiled at him, content, nestling her head back under his welcoming arm. They stayed in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company and warmth. “This balcony didn’t exist before my parents started working here,” Lucie said suddenly. “When I was a child, I wondered why. It is uncommon to have balconies in Institutes, since they’re often churches. They’re more common in mansions or other private houses.”

“There are balconies at Chiswick,” Jesse said, and Lucie nodded, gazing up at him. “I even remember you sneaking in from one, when I was still a ghost.”

“I did,” she bit her lip, blushing. “By the way, I overheard my parents talk one day, and found out the reason they wanted a balcony so bad. You wouldn’t believe it.”

“The view is great?” Jesse wondered rhetorically, and Lucie shook her head. “But the view is indeed great, I have to admit it,” he said, maintaining eye contact with her. 

“I agree,” she beamed at him. “Other than that, I reckon that they’re very fond of balconies because,” she took a moment to say it, “they shared their first real kiss on one of the balconies at Chiswick. My papa’s words, not mine.”

“Ah,” Jesse said. “Now that you mention it, I can see the appeal,” he tilted his head to the side, and she couldn’t read his expression clearly. “It is indeed a private enough place for frolicking. It makes me want to kiss you.”

“Then,” Lucie muttered, “what are you waiting for?”

He made a quiet giggle of amusement and then his expression turned serious, yet sweet, as if he was trying to keep her face in his memory before closing his eyes and meeting her lips with his own. Lucie, still trying to hide in the warmth of his jacket, hugged his torso and clung on the back of his shirt. His hand cupped the side of her jaw and they shared a tender kiss which gradually grew in rhythm.  

“Perhaps we should go back inside,” he said placidly, tracing her cheek with his finger after the kiss. “Your skin is cold and your father must request our presence to cut the cake.”

Lucie huffed, still reeling from the kiss, and she tightened her hold on him. “You’re right,” she nodded. “Particularly considering that I am one of the guests of honor.”

“And you spent the last half hour with your socially anxious future husband on a balcony,” Jesse interjected with a raised eyebrow, apologetic, as the two went inside and walked towards the ballroom. “The other guest of honor.” A mix of cheerful and shouting voices could be heard from there. At least, people were enjoying themselves. 

Lucie smiled and halted her step, needing to tell him one thing before they would have to go back into the crowd of friends and family. “I’ll tell them to leave once everyone eats the engagement cake,” she promised him, fixing his tie as she spoke. “Then we can go on the balcony again, if you like. My parents wouldn’t object, since this is our night.”

Jesse nodded. “It’s too cold outside, maybe we should retreat somewhere else? We can decide later.”

“Yes, anything you want,” she said. “Jesse, did you ever –”

“Oh, I found you!” a small girl’s voice interrupted their talking. It was Cordelia and James’ younger daughter Layla. “Grandpa Will asked me to look for you!”

“Dear, did they send you by yourself? Where is your mama?” Lucie wondered, lowering to the child’s height. 

“She also asked me to look for you, saying that they were waiting for you and uncle Jesse to cut the cake! You must hurry, or we will eat everything!” Layla grabbed Lucie’s hand and she grabbed Jesse’s, their conversation cut but far from over. 

It was roughly around eleven that all their guests finally left, and only the inhabitants of the London Institute stayed behind. Will and Tessa had retreated to their room, and they told Lucie and Jesse not to stay up too late, which was something they often said out of habit, as if they were still children. Lucie was sure they would tell them even after they would become man and wife, and she didn’t mind it. She was lucky that both her parents were alive and well, and she cherished every moment with them. Not many people could say the same. 

In the end, they went into the game room. It wasn’t one of Lucie’s favorites, but the fireplace was larger than the one in their rooms and she was in need of warmth. Well, she was warm, if they asked her, but more heat wouldn’t hurt. She outstretched her arms so she could feel the heat on her palms. 

“Tonight was amazing,” Lucie commented, feeling peaceful and at ease. Jesse was in his shirtsleeves, while she still wore her evening dress. She wondered if he was as warm as she was. “I can’t believe we are finally engaged,” her tone was jovial. She glanced at her hand again, a spark of giddiness filling her heart at the sight of her ring. 

Jesse grabbed her hand and glanced at the ring he had picked. “You are breathtaking, if I haven’t told you already,” he complimented her, and she turned red. For the record, he had told her too many times to count, but he still loved to say it and for her to hear it. 

“You look good yourself,” Lucie took him all in, taking in his green eyes and their contrast with his black hair. “I can’t believe mam invited all those people, and they all came,” she leaned on the pool table, the balls scattered in different directions because somebody had probably played while the party went on and forgot to rearrange them. 

“Your parents are influential,” Jesse said. “Even those who might not approve of their union must know that it is better to keep them as friends and not foes,” he shrugged. “Even Rosamund and Thoby know.”

Lucie nodded, lost in thought. “I’m still blown away that she liked my book,” she rolled her eyes. “That anybody in that room who has read it, told me nice words about my book,” she rubbed her hands together, still in disbelief. 

“Why wouldn’t they,” Jesse held her chin between his fingers, stroking the side of her jaw. “You’ve written many things throughout the years we’ve been together. And I don’t want to pick a favorite among your writing, but to me, this is the finest. Maybe you were meant to write for children.”

“If you told me five years ago that my first published work would be a collection of shadowhunter tales for children, I wouldn’t have believed you,” she said, delighted. “And it is you I have to thank,” she stared at Jesse. “I’m beyond grateful that you let me use the book we found behind Annabel’s portrait. It was a way to remember her, since I couldn’t help her case.”

“To be fair, you didn’t need my consent to write your story,” he replied. “I still have no clue as to why the volume was behind the portrait, nor who put it there. The poem is of public domain. It was published in a newspaper, so it isn’t a secret,” he raised an eyebrow and gave her half a shrug. “I, along with Grace, are the only Blackthorns left in London. It is a great responsibility, carrying this name” he said solemnly. “You are my family, Lucie,” he offered her a smile, and held her hand. “Grace, your parents, my uncles and aunts, they are also my family. But when we get married, and after then, someday,” his eyes filled with affection and devotion, “my family will also be our children. Any children who would want to join us.”

Lucie couldn’t help but give him a wide smile. “Are you thinking about a number? Because I suggest we should have one child for every year you couldn’t fully live. So, seven children.”

“Are you sure? Half the job is mine,” he raised his eyebrows. “But you will have to carry them for nine months. It’s over half a year and –”

“I was joking,” Lucie giggled. “Not about having kids. I love children,” she grinned. “And I would love to have kids with you, someday. I can’t wait to start our own family. Fill the Institute or wherever you want to live with lots of Blackthorn children.”

He blushed, his heart pounding loudly in his chest. “Blackthorn children who we will read your shadowhunters tales to,” he fixed a strand of hair behind her ear. “And the best books in English literature but also of literature from all over the world.”

“And who we will teach how to spar in a duel and all the names of the different demons they may encounter at night,” she said, putting her hands behind his neck. “Including ghosts.”

“Here I thought you loved ghosts,” he said. “I’m offended.”

“What if I kissed you for offending you?” she raised an eyebrow alluringly. “Even though you are not a ghost anymore.”

“You can do it for the ghost that I used to be,” he answered. “And I’m not anymore. But please, hurry. Or I’m going to kiss you first.”

He didn’t have to ask her twice.  Lucie smirked, and soon her lips found his, joined in the perfect conclusion to an already flawless night.  

Hi! Thanks for reading everything. I hope you noticed the parallels I wanted to make, especially with Jesse and Lucie being the Blackthorns who will began the new legacy of the family once they're married. And also with Lucie writing the children's stories that we see Tavvy Blackthorn has in TDA :) I thought it would be nice if she found Poe's work and turned Annabel into a magical heroine in order to remember her, just like she did with Jesse when he used to be a ghost. I planned to add a bonus scene where Lucie and Jesse talk about her pact with Malcolm, but I will post it tomorrow, I think. I hope you enjoyed this one! I'd love to hear your thoughts <3

[imperatorrrrr]

girl , can i ask WHY you chose your players for that dream blunt rotation ? 😭

in case anyone is confused, this ask is in reference to this one where I picked a hockey from each division for my dream blunt rotation: Geno, Skinner, Georgie, and Ekky.

Okay here's my reasoning...

Evgeni Malkin - He's just so unserious at all times. Like he's class clown through and through. He's so funny. I think he'd be making me laugh nonstop. Like we'd be two bitches in a corner saying "exaaaaaaaactly" at each other. I bet Geno loves to gossip. And I love to gossip, so lets go.

Jeff Skinner - I respect a person who commits to the bit. And he committed to "Between 2 Stalls" so wholeheartedly and I need to commend that, so thats literally the only reason he's there. Plus, like he, on main, said yeah I listen to High School Musical and watch Emily in Paris. Like, he's just himself! I bet he'd be a great time.

Alexandar Georgiev - That man is a scholar. I bet he gets real deep when he gets high. Also, he deserves a god damn break. He's been carrying the goaltending load for the Avs all season long. And he's coming up big again in the 'yoffs. Plus, he gets so much fucking hate from all these dudebros about his underlying numbers and stats and stuff. Also, I want to reward him for punching TDA in the face. So like. He deserves to chill, so smoke up with me, boy-o!

William Eklund - Just seems like a smiley good natured guy ya know? Like always up for a good time. Need those vibes. Cultivating a good presence around me so I have a good high.

Also, I get super sleepy when I get high, so if I knock out, I know these four can keep themselves entertained in their respective corners.

But also, also, imagine the hilarity of seeing Jeff Skinner and Evgeni Malkin interact with each other while William Eklund eats some popcorn and Alexandar Georgiev is like in a corner just reading a book.

[hechangedtheworldforhim]

chain of thorns spoilers!

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okay, my brain is still scattered after reading this rollercoaster of a book, but i need to write some of my thoughts down because i am living in denial

general thoughts:

-there was so little magnus, tragic

-there was so little of the adults too, like i know it’s not their story but we’re never gonna see them again

-all of the malcolm tda foreshadowing yikes

-audibly screamed in terror when matthew and cordelia kissed

-seriously their love triangle was just pissing me off

-thomas’ pov kept me going

-but alastair had like one short pov section? what?

-huge ari and winston stan though

-the christmas party scene with tatiana, i was actually so concerned

-low key love that it was grace who told cordelia the truth

-damn james and cordelia are crazy (horny james herondale shooting the doorknob like omg get it)

-you’re telling me esme hardcastle making up her own stories is the whole reason why this stupid family tree is so inaccurate??

-and like, now, it’s SUPER inaccurate

-if i don’t get an updated family tree istg i’m going to lose my mind

okay now onto the important stuff aka why do the lightwood siblings always have to suffer:

-literally wtf because i was seriously rooting for christopher and grace so hard?? and then he died?? what??

-he spent the whole book being his adorable little self and then suddenly he’s gone

-and NO ONE got to grieve properly

-the merry thieves are never going to be the same again, it felt like these books were built on the foundation of their friendship but everyone just moved on?

-like i seriously thought he was still alive or would be coming back somehow because it felt so rushed and improper

-no funeral, no ave atque vale, no scene of cecily and gabriel mourning their CHILD?!

-i’m so upset on his behalf, christopher lightwood you deserve the world

in conclusion:

alastair’s sarcasm was the only thing holding this book together for me, thank you

[vwritesaus]

I cannot WAIT to read your Thomas Grief Fic, but I feel a little bad because I also have begun a Thomas Grief Fic 😅 I'm so pumped though I feel like a lot of Thomas-related things got SUPER brushed off and it was ridiculous since he was probably the most impacted person by the main TLH deaths??? He deserves better ugh lol

gasp, excuse me you're also writing a thomas grief fic??? mate you better tag me in that shit when you post it, i need to read it so badly. there fr needs to be more thomas grieving fics bc you're so right—he deserves better. that was precisely my main thought when i first starting writing this fic eugh

and i guess it's up to us fic writers to see that's it done huh? the more the merrier i say. our boy deserves justice. tbh most of the tlh characters do :'(

"I feel like a lot of Thomas-related things got SUPER brushed off and it was ridiculous since he was probably the most impacted person by the main TLH deaths???" —SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK ! ! ! !

yes. like intermission: grief, for example, was mainly cordelia mourning james's and matthew's disappearance into edom (which is fine. seriously, it is) but thomas got a tiny mention about how he was the last of the merry thieves in this world (london) and how alone he must feel. that just straight up broke my heart, but then it doesn't really get mentioned again?? so am i gonna delve into that a bit more in this fic? absolutely. and that's not to mention the severe lack of grieving at/mention of the fucking funeral. if livvy and robert can have theirs in tda, christopher can damn well have his in this fic

tbh there's gonna be a lot i address in this fic, you mark my words. there's just so much to say, y'know????? whether i do it successfully is another matter, but i'm gonna bloody well try

anyway, sorry for the rant, and i'm so happy you're excited for the fic, thank you!! i'm excited for yours too so please lmk when you drop it ♡

[halcionic]

UPDATE 3, the disinformation age; —

word count; — 56,635 words, with 7 chapters

personal thoughts; — you know when a toddler really wants something but can't articulate what it is so they just continue throwing a tantrum in the hopes they will be understood? that is what tda is doing. what does she want? unknown. maybe one of the main characters needs to die or something, i don't know.

characters introduced since last update — none, as we're more than halfway thru the plot. characters who have since re-appeared are bayler bynes & alara adams, and the lovely dog polar.

favorite side character; — not a side character but i am really getting along well with nickei's POV right now. he's disoriented and half-alive, and it's very fun playing around with how that shows thru the narrative.

plot realizations; — i used to be far more confident in writing action scenes and i no longer am. this sucks for a myriad of reasons considering this is a superhero-centric young adult-action novel. whoops !

favorite excerpt from chapter six/seven thus far; —

“Oh, great. There’s a reward for my head and it’s in the abstract? Everyone and their mom is going to be reading about that.”  “My head, actually,” Bayler corrects.  “And they never mention anything about the hostage?”  “In their corporate-speak? Nope.”  “That’s… more worrying than you’d think it’d be,” Ren mumbles to himself, glancing over at the so-called hostage once again.

taglist; — ( send an ask / ask in a rb to be +/-)

@themadmage @charlesjosephwrites @pimclementine @username-in-waiting @reckless-rider

[livvyofthelake]

ok i now present to you: what i was thinking about during my 2 hour drive home tonight. (re: we need a tda fancast so that in march when all my other obsessions run dry and i come crawling back to cassandra like the little rat i am, i can make stupid tiktok style edits about emma and jules and co). here is what i’ve got. we don’t have to worry about images rn i didn’t do that and i won’t tonight unless i’m awake at 3am. ok let’s get into it

emma- olivia holt. her big brown eyes fr. jules- logan lerman. he was the first guy i thought of. livvy- i’ve said peyton kennedy before but i changed my mind because i also changed my mind about ty so i had to reflect that with livvy. saoirse ronan because she looks like a haunted victorian child. ty- kodi smit-mcphee. he looks like a little bug eyed freak. all love of course. he’s so great in movies too we love him. dru- i said shannon berry before when i did this for twp and i know she’s only 13 in tda but give me a break it’s hard enough to find one actress that can passably be considered curvy or just “not skinny” i did not have a single clue how to find an actual teenage one. shannon is good enough for our purposes… malcolm- tom blyth tbosas obviously do i even need to say more. helena don’t read into that. cristina- cheyenne isabel wells, she played olivia in rise of the pink ladies and she slayed it. jamie- michael cimino because he has a very charming smile and i like him and he’s cute. diego- xolo maridueña because i have seen him in cobra kai unfortunately and i know he has a very good like. stoic yet kind look about him when he wants to. it was hard to think of anyone that had a more serious look that diego would need. mark- i had to think about this one for like. ever. not as long as cristina but like at least three songs. anyway. mike faist. i stand by that he looks elfin. kieran- again i had to think about this one for a while because i needed to think of someone who looked elfin. oh fuck i forgot the actors name. lucas from grey’s anatomy. lucas of season 19 of grey’s anatomy fame. niko terho. he looks like. puck-ish. he could be a pixie. kieran is not a pixie i’m just saying he has that faerie look. to ME. and diana was too hard so i gave up and i’m gonna say danai gurira i know if we’re fancasting diana we should have a trans actress but seriously name a few dark skinned black trans women who are famous actresses that have been in a lot of movies. can you. i clearly couldn’t think of one. this is the society we live in. anyway. remind me i made this post when it’s march and i start saying i’m gonna make tda capcut ass edits. and i’ll do it too i won’t have school i’ll have ALL the time

[edwinspaynes]

what type of things you dislike in written works? like repetitions, metaphors, etc

Hm, interesting question.

The thing that bothers me the most is poor character development. I'm not going to care about what happens to the characters if I don't care about them. I'm not going to care about the characters if they're 2D cutouts. This is the fastest way to make me DNF something.

I don't like tragedy, and if I learn something is a tragedy, I will immediately stop reading it unless it's like, a classic novel. Major character death is the only thing that pisses me off as much as 2D characterization. Don't make me care about a story and then ruin it all in seconds by killing people. (Bittersweet books are more than okay, and they are welcomed. Love a good bittersweet book sometimes.)

Repetitions can get annoying if the author uses the same word over and over again. It usually irritates me the most if they're consolidated into one area of the book. If it's spread out, I can usually ignore it.

I also get supremely annoyed when the author switches gears in the middle of a series. This is one of the biggest reasons I can't stand TDA. Come up with a plot and stick with it. Develop it. The worst culprit ever is Throne of Glass by SJM, which is worse than TDA could ever dream of being. Keep your original story. It was better.

I read a lot of romantasy and romance, and it annoys me when authors feel the need to come up with a million synonyms for a penis. "Love wand" "meat stick" you're cringe. Just say cock, prick, or dick. Member is okay sometimes but it's on thin fucking ice when overused.

Those are the biggest things I can think of!

[rphelperblog]

Lord of Shadows Book Quote RP Meme

book two in the TDA book series by Cassandra Clare- feel free to edit the quotes or change pronouns for rp purposes

“Everyone is afraid of something. We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don't wish you didn't fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn't feel anything.”

“If you steal any of the books from the library, I will know, and you'll be sorry.

“Break my heart,break it in pieces. I give you permission.” 

“Fiction is truth, even if it is not fact. If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your brain will live, but your heart will die.” 

“Those who cannot love do not understand it” 

All dreams end when you wake.” 

“Sometimes the most ruthless heart speaks the most truth” 

“There is truth in stories,”

Who would ever want movies or TV when there are books?” 

'Now get out of here before I risk his life by waking him up so he can turn you into a garbage fire. Something that would match your personality.'

"I kill plants just by looking at them."

I'll never be in love with anyone again who isn't you.” 

“When people die, our dreams of what they could be die with them. Even if ours is the hand that ends them.” 

“I think you cannot root out love entirely. I think where there has been love, there will always be embers, as the remains of a bonfire outlast the flame.” 

Am I the only one who's read X-Men and realizes why this is a bad idea?” 

“Wikipedia knows about everything. It might be run by warlocks.”

“ ‘We are dust and shadows,’ ”

“Some of us are very handsome dust,”

I mock you with my sugar cravings.” 

“To make a true choice, we must have true knowledge.” 

“Lex malla, lex nulla,” [a bad law is no law.]

“I need to be whole again. Even if it doesn’t last.”

“The bad things can't matter more than the good things” 

"Does anyone want to tell him that goldfish are freshwater fish and can't survive in the ocean?"

I've heard roling out of bed in the morning helps you build up resistance to surprise attacks.”

Not my favorite nickname. I prefer, "Our Lord and Master" or maybe "Unambiguously the Hottest.” 

“I am saying the choices we make in captivity are not always the choices we make in freedom. And thus we question them. We cannot help it.”

“When a decision like that is made by a government, it emboldens those who are already prejudiced to speak their deepest thoughts of hate. They assume they are simply brave enough to say what everyone really thinks.” 

I did. So is this like a high-five-slash-chest-bump- situation or an oh-my-God-what-are-we-going-to-do-situation?” 

“Your pretense does not fool me, gnome,”

Just words I like. If I say them to myself, it makes my mind - quieter. Does it bother you?”

"Hold on to me." 

“There's never going to be anyone else for me. That's just how it is.” 

“That is love, son of thorns. We welcome its cruelest blows and when we bleed from them, we whisper our thanks.”

“We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don’t wish you didn’t fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn’t feel anything.” 

“You took my life apart and put it back together.” 

“To consider possibilities was to open yourself up to pain.” 

We all have wounds that are sometimes better cared for by somone else.” 

“There's something about a place you've been with someone you love. It takes on a meaning in your mind. It becomes more than a place. It becomes a distillation of what you felt for each other. The moments you spend in a place with someone... they become part of its bricks and mortar. Part of its soul.” 

“People say we're unlucky because we don't have parents. But I think they're unlucky because they don't have a brother like mine. -”

“The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for,’ ” 

"But I can't go live with him, because him and his hot girlfriend are going off on some sort of secret mission."

“A strange evening, forsooth,”

“Don’t you forsooth me.” 

“Few of us are lucky enough ever to know the whole truth about anything.” 

“I have won for you a fish, my fair one," 

"Women are too savage,” 

“If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your being will live, but your heart will die”

I thought you didn't love me anymore. But that isn't true, is it?”

Your life isn't wrecked. You're still alive. You can have a good “

'I came of age in the Dark War. I was baptized in blood and fire.” 

“People are flawed,"

the better, brighter half of him, who tempered his ruthlessness, who forced him to acknowledge the light when he saw only darkness.”

I need you, always, always think about you, I was wishing you were with me in that goddamned attic and then I turned around and you were there, like you heard me, like you're always there when I need you ...” 

“A pure fountain gives pure water” 

“Human emotions are so foolish to them, and human minds and hearts so fragile.”

I should never have touched you. I never thought what we had could break so easily.”

It's not broken. We made a mistake - but being together wasn't the mistake.”

“That is the problem with revenge - you wind up destroying the innocent as well as the guilty.” 

“It was terrifying to love someone who was forbidden to you. Terrifying to feel something you could never speak of, something that was horrible to almost everyone you knew, something that could destroy your life.”

I need you. You might be surprised to hear that.” 

All the lights and the shouting and the people. It's like broken glass in my head.”

“There's a legend about that clock. For a second, when it chimes the hour, the gates to Heaven open.” 

“You’ll find that the crisis is never over.”

I am sorry if I ever led you to believe anything else.” 

“Truth is to be found in dreams,”

"How dare you tell me it's a tragedy?”

“We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don't wish you didn't fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn't feel anything."

I get my caffeine the way right-thinking people get it. From chococlate!” 

"We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don't wish you didn't fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn't feel anything.” 

“Each family has a history we pass on to each successive generation. We bear the glories and the burdens of our name, the good and the bad our ancestors have done, through all our lives. We try to live up to our names, so that those who come after us will bear lighter burdens.” 

“Hate like that can tear down the world.”

“What was one lie among so many others?” 

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” 

“She remembered what it felt like to have her hands in that hair, how holding him had anchored her not just to the world, but to herself.” 

“If you believe only in facts and forget stories, your brain will live, but your heart will die.” 

“People often run even when they have nowhere to go," 

'You want to live. Just like everyone else does. You don't want to be trapped, is all.” 

“The world isn't the way you want it to be, it's the way it is.” 

[multifandomweirdo11]

Hello! This is my intro post for this Blog! 🎄🕎

This post will cover the fandoms I’m in and what I post on here.

•DNI ❌•

Zoophiles, MAPs, Proshippers, Xenophobes, Racists and Homophobes/Transphobes

• INTERACT PLZ 🫶•

Fandoms of these types of media;

YTTD — I LOVE YTTD. ONE OF MY FIRST DEATH GAME HYPER-FIXATIONS. (KeiSara and KaiSara shippers, especially, DNI.) WOULD LOVE TO DIVE DEEPER INTO THIS GAME, BUT SPOILERS SO.

Amphibia — I love this show SO much! The dynamics between Sasha, Anne and Marcy are immaculate and play off of the frogs, toads and newts so well; you have to watch this show if you haven’t yet. This goes for the whole list BTW. ^^

Owl House — I love this show, but I feel less of a connection than Amphibia because I watched Amphibia first ;-; THE BEST thing about this show is the characters. Amity, Raine, Hunter, Luz and Gus are the best characters IMO.

Deltarune — OMIGOSH PLZ TALK TO ME DELTARUNE FANS. TELL ME ALL OF YOUR THEORIES AND HC’s. If you cannot tell, I love Toby Fox games. Especially this one. I am Noelle (real) /j. Love all of the characters in this game. Not one I don’t like. (Maybe King -7-)

LOVE UNDERTALE. Don’t think I have to say that since they’re probably connected, (sorry Toby i just don’t trust you when you say that they aren’t ;u;) I will post about Undertale when we get news relating to the game!

Walten Files — Woah, if you’re reading this part this probably means you at least know what this is. Yeah that analog horror videos on YouTube. Also TW if you watch this… Uhh, used to be really into this one, but my interest has faded. I will be all over TWF4 whenever it comes out, but until now I’ll be posting about it scarcely. (SOPHIE AND JENNY KINNIES I SEE YOU OUT THERE.)

Disventure Camp — YES, THIS IS BETTER THAN TDAS, TDPI AND TDA. And yes, that was my opinion ofc. Anyway, more about Disventure Camp… ALLY, TESS AND HUNTER ARE ALL IN A POLY-RELATIONSHIP. Again, my opinion, but it makes so much sense! I’ll ofc respect your opinions. Also Aiden and James all the way.

Also I will interact with some Total Drama content, but not heavily. (Dave, Cameron and Sky IRLS DNI.)

Danganrompa Another — SORA AND YOUROKO IS MY COMFORT SHIP. Respect to Weeby Newz (YT) for getting me into this amazing fangan. So much better than the Source material. I recommend this fan-game for everyone but HUGE TW for the first game and a even bigger one for the sequel. We all meme on Mitch here. (Anyone glorifying Mitch Higa without being ironic DNI)

Danganrompa Edens Garden — OOH THE PROLOGUE LOOKED SO GOOD. If you’re looking for a alternative from the problematic air around the Main Danganrompa games, look no further than this game. ME AND JETT DAWSON ARE LITERALLY DATING. but … if I can’t have him cause he’s not real … he can date Mark. BUT I WONT BE HAPPY ABOUT IT. /j (I’m also a MarkDawson shipper so <: )

Inanimate Insanity — POSSIBLY MY OLDEST AND FIRST HYPER-FIXATION?? Bright lights forever! Anyway,,, Plot and Pacing: 2nd Season. Quality: 3rd Season. Sorry not sorry, the First season is problematic and unfunny. Anyway Cabby can marry me. (/hj) This animated YouTube series is so good!

I also do like other Object Shows! BFDI and ONEhfj are some I love. the ones I will post about will probably II and TPOT

Dead End: Paranormal Park — I NEED THE BOOKS AHHH. Love this show for the amazing Rep alone. THAT ALSO GOES FOR THE OWL HOUSE AS WELL. The story is great. It’s somehow Realistic and Supernatural at the same time!!?!

Omori — I like this game! The story is intriguing and heartbreaking </3 My Omori phase is passing away, sadly.

More Info About me:

If you’ve scrolled this far, you prolly wanna know more.

I’m Gay (MLM) and use They/it/he pronouns ofc!

I’m into Graphic design and MIGHT be getting a vinyl sticker printer soon!!!

I draw on paper and IBIS Paint X. I do have a drawing tablet, however it’s difficult to set up, it doesn’t help that I have a pitiful dell computer that’s on the edge of deaths door ;^; xd

anyway, like just ask to talk! Always open to that. <3

[am-i-forgotten]

Enneagram Types of TDA Characters

I'm not going to explain how each enneagram type + wing works, so if you don't know anything about the enneagram theory, this post won't make sense to you. I have a TL/DR at the end in case someone needs it. And I probably made tons of grammar mistakes.

Thank you to @thechangeling for allowing me to make this post! Make sure to check their typing too.

(These are solely my opinions and I'm open to discussions, I'd be happy to discuss, I want to discuss.)

Ty: I love how we all agree that Ty is a 5w4! His enneagram was the most obvious one thank god

+He's ambitious and really focused on his goals, so i think there's 3 in his tritype.

Emma: I've always thought that she is a 8w7 but 3 totally fits her too omg!!! Her tritype is definitely 837 or 387 (I'm not sure about the order but those three numbers are definitely in her tritype, which is funny because Jace also has the same numbers lmao)

Kit: Well... I know the song may fit (Eight by Sleeping At Last right?) but I really don't think 8 fits him.

If he was an Eight, his entire storyline in QOAAD would be... impossible? Eights are dominating, tough and they are not afraid of conflicts. They don't like to be controlled, they need to be in control and usually like being in charge. (I'm really simplifying here but you got the idea.)

So if he was an 8, I'm not sure if he would go along with Ty's plan. I think he would immidiately tell him he thinks it's too dangerous and try to stop him when Ty first tells him about the plan.

(I hope I didn't come off as rude! I'm just trying to clear out confusions.)

With that being said, I'm not sure about his enneagram at all, but for now I think he's a 6.

Sixes are the security-seekers. They are royal and want to be trusted & trust others, yet they are really skeptic of other people's intentions. They can be people-pleasers and have a fear of abandonment.

"Sixes are full of contradictions. They can be dependent on others, yet value their independence. They want to be trusted and to trust others, yet constantly test others to allay their own suspicions. They want the protection of authority, yet fear it. They are obedient yet, disobedient; fearful of aggression, yet sometimes highly aggressive themselves. They search for security, yet feel insecure. They are likable and endearing, yet can be mean and hateful. They are reassured by traditional values, yet may subvert those values. They want to escape punishment, yet may bring it on themselves."

I also relate to him a lot and I think that's because of his tritype. For now it seems like 694 to me (mine is the same but in reverse) even though I'm not sure about him being a 6 his tritype definitely has 9 and 4 in it.

(I may be biased here because I really like 6s, especially 6w7s. Anyways 7 is also possible for him)

Kieran: 4. Just 4.

Julian: HE'S THE HARDEST ONE TO TYPE OH MY GOD. He's the one that I'm the most unsure of, along with Kit.

I think he's a 9. (DEFINITELY WITH A 8 WING)

Nines are the peace-seekers and they usually avoid conflicts. I know this doesn't sound like Julian but 8 wing is the game changer here.

In order to make peace (Protecting his family in Julian's case) 9w8s can be assertive and fearless.

"Awakened Nines with an 8 wing have a modest, steady, receptive core. They are charged by the dynamism of 8 - when focused on goals they often have great force of will. Get things done, make good leaders. May have an animal magnetism of which they are only partly aware. Can seem highly centered, take what they do seriously but remain unimpressed with themselves. 8 wing can bring a strong internal sense of direction. Relatively fearless and highly intuitive. [...] Could be passively amiable like a Nine and then turn horribly blunt like an 8. One moment they are opinionated or nasty, next moment kindly and supportive. Often don't hear their voices when angry. Can have a sharp, grating edge. May be slow to anger and then explode. Or angry but don't know it; may confuse being assertive with being rude. Placidly callous - both styles support numbness. Tactless and indiscriminate and indiscreet. May be unwittingly disloyal, spilling everyone's secrets. Sexual confusion, sometimes they are driven by lust."

@thechangeling typed him as a 6 and it actually makes sense because 9 disintegrates to average/unhealthy 6 during stress. (and boy he was STRESSED)

Livvy: Not sure but I guess 7 fits her. She's fun loving and energetic (again, i'm simplifying) Doesn't seem like a w8 so 7w6 seems like the most possible type for her for now.

Dru: I'm not sure about this one either but 4w3 fits her imo.

"Fours with a 3 wing can sometimes seem like Sevens. May be outgoing, have a sense of humor and style. Prize being both creative and effective in the world. Both intuitive and ambitious; may have good imaginations, often talented. Some are colorful, fancy dressers, make a distinct impression. Self-knowledge combines well with social and organizational skills. When more entranced, often have a public/private split. Could conceal feelings in public then go home to loneliness. Or they could enjoy their work and be dissatisfied in love. Tendency towards melodrama and flamboyance; true feelings can often be hidden. Competitive, sneaky, aware of how they look. Some have bad taste. May be fickle in love, drawn to romantic images that they have projected onto others. Could have a dull spouse, then fantasize about glamorous strangers. Achievements can be tainted by jealousy, revenge, or a desire to prove the crowd wrong."

Yeah I guess it sounds like Dru.

Mark: I think his personality changes during the series, which makes sense because he was just out from Faerie in LM.

That's why I'm torn between 6w7 and 7w6. In LM he definitely seems like a 7 but in the end of the series, he seems more 6-ish..? Plus 6w7s with strong 7 wings can get easily confused with type 7, so I'm leaning towards 6w7.

Cristina: 2w1 or 9w1. I can honestly see her as both but I'm leaning towards 2w1 because she doesn't have this vision of "ideal world" like most of the 9w1s do. But extroverted and energetic 9w1s can usually get mistaken for 2w1, so I'm not sure. She's definitely one of those two types though.

Diana: Maybe 9w8 (I don't think a 9w1 would cut someones arm off) but I can see her as a 3 too?? I'm not sure.

Diego: He seems like a 1w2 to me. (I've considered 8 too but 1 is a better fit imo)

"1w2s tend to be more empathetic, compassionate, warm and overtly helpful than 1w9s. Like 1w9s, they are genuinely interested in improving the world and especially helping people. They are more willing to get passionately, hands-on involved to bring about the changes and reforms that are important to them. They are sensitive to others needs and willingly sacrifice their time and energy to be of assistance to people.[...] Some 1w2s like to get involved in politics since they have strong opinions about how to improve conditions for people, are good at debating and have a strong desire to make a big difference with their life in service of others."

Helen: 2w3. She's friendly, adaptable, charming, and good natured like a 2w3 is. I didn't type her as a w1 because she seems more outgoing and competitive.

Aline: I HAVE NO IDEA I'M SORRY

Tavvy: smol

Sorry for grammar errors!

For your information, I simplified a lot of things because a) my English is not enough, b) I'm bad at explaining my thoughts and c) this took hours to make I'M TIRED

tl/dr:

Ty: 5w4 (Tritype: 53?/5?3)

Emma: 8w7 or 3w4 (Tritype: 837/387)

Kit:6w? (Tritype: 694) (not sure)

Kieran: 4w3 (Tritype: 49?/4?9)

Julian: 9w8 (not sure)

Livvy: 7w6

Dru: 4w3

Mark: 6w7 or 7w6

Cristina: 2w1 or 9w1

Diana: 9w8 or 3w? (not sure)

Diego: 1w2

Helen: 2w3

Tavvy: too young to type

[cozygoblin]

Knitters of trumbl! I once again need your help please, even sharing would be a big help!

You can read everything in the link, but to summarize it's about that in Hungary there isn't any place that produces yarn and the fleece of the sheeps are mostly thrown away. So two women took the challenge to change this and right now they need our help.

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/tda/kiskos-makes-yarn/