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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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Some autistic Alastair Carstairs headcanons (by an autistic person)

I love with this character and I want more autistic rep that’s not ‘white boy obsessed with trains or dinosaurs’ so enjoy lol

Alastair’s room is neat: both because he’s used to moving around a lot and it’s easier to pack, and because having too much going on is overwhelming sensory-wise

Alastair stims with his daggers, twirling them idly between his fingers. He’s a shadowhunter so ‘weakness’ is frowned upon, but being nimble with weapons is encouraged

Alastair likes his spears because they allow him to keep distance between himself and demons, which often have awful smells, or are loud and messy. He carries them everywhere because having to fight with another weapon last minute throws him off his rhythm

Alastair goes on long walks when he wants a break from the noise and stress of everything. On very rare occasions, he goes because I’m semispeaking and I love him okay nonspeaking and goes for a walk so no one notices.

Later, when he and Thomas are dating, Thomas finds out and Alastair is scared he’ll judge him. Thomas is awesome about it and gives Alastair tight hugs which are calming, and reads to him until he is able to talk again.

Alastair is better at expressing himself in writing than he is by speaking, after particularly bad clave meetings he writes passionate pieces about social rights, racism, xenophobia and more which he publishes anonymously

Alastair likes hedgehogs because they’re sort of like him: A bit prickly if you don’t take the effort to know them well, but if you’re kind and they trust you not to take advantage of them, they can be super loyal and kind

At first, Alastair wasn’t sarcastic at all. He was just really, really blunt. But then at school he noticed people would laugh with him, not at him when he said some things and that made him feel good. So he learned what they thought was funny and kept doing it so he could feel more in tune with his classmates. Now it’s almost second nature

Books are one of Alastair’s Special Interests. He will read everything and anything, but he especially likes Persian poetry and English historical fiction. Sometimes Will or Tessa references a really niche book they’ve read, not expecting anyone to understand, and are shocked when Alastair laughs at the joke

Another one of his SIs is languages. He knows English, Persian, French, Spanish, Italian, Turkish, Marathi and Arabic fluently and Hindi, Portuguese, German and several others conversationally.

He’s Bridget’s favourite person because once when the ND club he, Lucie and Christopher went to the Institute kitchen for food, he replied to something she said under her breath and she was thrilled to meet someone spoke her first language After his father died he started learning Mandarin as well, one day he hopes to talk to his Uncle Jem in Mandarin because he personally loves when people make the effort to speak Persian When Kamala decides she wants to reconnect with her culture, she asks Alastair for help bc I love LGBT POC solidarity it makes me vv happy. He’s happy to help he learn Marathi!

He showed up late to the Townsend’s musicale because he doesn’t like parties and wanted to make small talk for the least amount of time possible.

The reason he doesn’t look at someone when he’s lying is that it’s too difficult. He already has to work really hard and be very uncomfortable to make eye contact since it’s what’s ‘expected’ from him, doing that and lying at the same time is simply too much

no I didn’t steal this trait from myself what are you talking about

(slight nsfw) When he’s lying down kissing someone, Alastair likes being underneath him. The deep pressure from the other’s body weight is very comforting.

When they were little, Cordelia would know when Alastair was struggling to cope with sensory input or was nearing a shutdown. They had a secret hand signal where Alastair could tell her from across the room if he needed to leave or just needed to retreat a bit, and she would help him excuse himself from whatever the situation was by faking an emergency she needed his help with, etc.

Alastair subconsciously used that signal when he was being harassed by Charles in COI, Cordelia saw it and came to tell Charles to go fuck himself

Alastair likes to know what he’s going to be eating beforehand so he can ‘mentally prepare’ for meals another thing I stole from myself what of it. Risa knows this and she tells him what she’s making in advance, because she’s awesome like that.

@alastairxxcarstairs @the-wckd-powers @nott-the-best @thechangeling @littlx-songbxrd (y’all are the only people I could remember who were talking about autistic alastair so I tagged you, hope you don’t mind!)

#SCREAMING SCEAMING SCREAMING #LITERALLY SHAKING #autistic alastair #alastair carstairs #the last hours #tlh #tlh headcanons #the last hours headcanons #alastair carstairs headcanons #im literally in love with u /j /platonic

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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why is there literally no autistic alec lightwood content on tumblr. do i have to make it myself. cuz i fucking will.

#tmi #tsc #shadowhunters #alec lightwood #autistic alec lightwood #alexander lightwood

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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For the 101 ways to say I love you Prompt list: Thomastair for #83 please <3

#83: What happened to you? Prompt #6: I want you to be a part of my future, sent in by @heroesandmasterminds

Jump(a thomastair fic)

Tw: suicide attempt, panic attacks, commitment issues, self harm, sex mention, unhealthy relationship

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Yeah good luck with this one guys-

It was dark. There was something wet touching him. Rain. Since when was it raining? It hadn’t rained in London for the past month. He couldn’t hear much. He knew his sister and his best friend were screaming for him. Alastair could barely make out the word ‘down’ coming from them.

The air is much clearer at the top of this bridge, he feels like he can finally breathe as the voices of the two girls down at the bottom are drowned out by his heart pounding in his ears.

He doesn’t remember ending up there, but he knows why he is. It’s too much. He can’t take anymore of this.

Everything was fine that morning, he and Thomas were cuddled up all morning after staying up late the past night. Thomas had a tendency to be brutally honest when he was falling asleep or just waking up.

“I wan’ you t’ be part of my future.” Thomas mumbled in Alastair’s neck as he started falling back to sleep. Alastair froze, they had only been together for a few months, and this was only Alastair’s second relationship, he wasn’t ready for something like this.

When he was sure Thomas was asleep again, he carefully crawled out of the giant’s grip. He got dressed quickly and quietly before leaving the apartment.

Alastair walked to the cafe near the apartment to get some breakfast and clear his head. He got his normal order of a croissant and an iced caramel latte with two shots of espresso, and sat down at his favorite corner. He was too zoned out to notice that someone had sat right in front of him.

“Good morning, Alastair.”

“Go away Charles.” The persian man groaned.

“Where’s the little guard dog?” Charles asked, ignoring Alastair’s statement. “Did he finally realize how annoying you are, and how dating you is like babysitting a 4 year old?”

There was a pregnant pause before Alastair whispered, “I’m not annoying.”

“Of course you are,” Charles laughed. “But I’m the only one willingly to put up with you.”

“You only ever called me when you wanted sex.”

The redhead looked amused, “well that is all you’re good for after all.”

“That’s not true!” Alastair exclaimed, “Thomas and I haven’t even had sex and he’s been with me for 5 months.”

“And yet here you are. Alone. Just like you always will be.” Charles smirked.

Alastair started breathing heavily and he could feel tears welling up in his eyes. He ran out of the cafe and to the closest park, he sat down on a bench and tried to steady his breathing like he was taught.

“Hey babe.” A voice said, snapping him out of the memories. Thomas. “What are you doing all the way up here?”

“It hurts.” Alastair whispered, tears streaming down his face, his eyes and arms burning.

Thomas scooted down on the ledge of the bridge, he wrapped his arm around his boyfriend’s waist and pulled him close, letting him sob into his neck and get blood all over his shirt. “It’s going to be alright, Alastair, I promise. I’m not leaving until you are ready to come down. Your sister, Kamala, and Genie are here too, we all love you and we want to make sure you’re okay.” This made Alastair sob harder.

“How can you be with someone who doesn’t love you?”

“You don’t need to love me, Alastair. It’s not going to make me love you less, it’s not going to make me leave you up here when you’re clearly hurting.” Alastair pulled away and looked up at him, trying to figure out what to say. “Your arms are cut pretty badly, do you want to go to the hospital?” Alastair violently shook his head no, he hated hospitals. “Alright then sweetie, are you ready to go home? Or do you want to stay up here for a little while longer?”

“I need to stay up here.” Alastair whispered firmly.

“And I’m going to be right here until you’re ready to go home.” After a moment of silence, “my cousin has episodes like this. He used to get them a lot more when we were younger but they still hit him out of nowhere. Sometimes talking about what sent him into an episode helps him calm down a bit, do you want to tell me what happened to you?”

“You said you wanted me to be a part of your future this morning. And it freaked me out because I don't even know if I love you yet and then I ran into Charles-” Thomas’ grip on Alastair tightend at the mention of the ex’s name. “-who said you were getting bored of me because we haven’t slept together and sex is all I’m good for-” He was crying again.

“Okay so first off, most of that is incorrect. Charles is an asshole so everything he says is a lie and you shouldn’t believe it. Second, I will never force you to stay in this relationship if you don’t want to be in it with me, nor will I force you to have sex with me when the thought makes you uncomfortable. And third, I need Matthew to tell me where Carrot Top lives so I can kill him for hurting you.”

Hearing Thomas say those things felt like a switch had been flicked, his thoughts started getting more and more clear, and he was starting to be more aware of his surroundings. He looked down at his arms and saw the cuts and blood and gagged, he always hated blood. “Get me down.”

“Yes sir.” Thomas said before climbing down carefully and helping Alastair get down as well.

The minute he was down completely, Cordelia and Kamala practically jumped on him and started smothering with kisses all over his face and hugging him tightly, they were both crying.

“I’m sorry for worrying you all.” Alastair whispered, embarrassed.

Kamala waved her hand dismissively, “nonsense. You weren’t in a state of mind where you could’ve stopped yourself.”

“As much as I’d love to stay and apologies profusely and get lectured about how stupid that was, I need to get home and bandage my arms.” Cordelia hugged him tightly as he was leaving, the two exchanged words in their mother tongue before he left with Thomas and she left with Kamala and Genie.

The two got back to their apartment and Thomas immediately put Alastair on the couch and rushed to the bathroom for medical supplies. The sandy haired man put on Alastair’s favorite cartoon, She-ra, to distract him from the burn of the disinfectant and to make sure he didn’t have to look at the blood all over them both.

He finished and gave a very hyperfocused Alastair a kiss on the forehead before going to their bedroom to get them both a change of clothes. The dark haired man was too interested in the blonde girl and the cat girl flirting in the show to even notice Thomas had brought him clothes. Thomas sighed, amused at his adorable boyfriend, and started to pull Alastair’s shirt up, the other man wasn’t even fazed and just put his arms out, allowing the shirt to easily be removed.

Thomas grabbed some water and a cloth and wiped the dried blood off of Alastair’s chest, which made him shiver at the cold liquid on his chest. Once he had finished wiping the blood off, he took one of his largest hoodies and started to put it on Alastair, which he greatly appreciated and snuggled into right away.

The giant sat on the other end of the couch and tried to keep up with the plot for the show. Alastair eventually snapped out of his hyperfixation and crawled over to Thomas’ lap and sat in it, facing him. “Can we break up?” He asked quietly.

“If you want to.”

“I do. I just need a friend who will be there for me right now, but I might want a lover again later.”

Thomas kissed his forehead, “I’ll be whatever you need me to, I just want you to be happy.”

“You make me happy, Thomas, thank you for being my friend.” He laid his head down on his friend’s shoulder and slowly fell asleep, feeling more safe than he has ever felt.

Yay you survived!!!

I hope you all enjoyed <333

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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ok i sent this anon and i am SO happy to see people agreeing

ok honestly this might just be me projecting but ive always thought of alastair as autistic?? idk ive always identified with him SO MUCH and i think part of it is that its very easy to read him as autistic imo. i think thats also why i want him to be friends with kit so badly, who is also clearly autistic (at least to me)!!

ahhh I love this headcanon so much!!!

alastair 100% has some sort of neurodivergence and him and kit would vibe so hard, these are facts

#alastair carstairs #tlh #the last hours #kit lightwood #christopher lightwood

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Raine: Quit your job

Eda: Why?

Raine: Join my emo band

#no bc this is exactly how it went down #toh spoilers #toh #the owl house #the owl house spoilers #raine whispers #eda clawthorne #raeda #incorrect quotes #toh incorrect quotes #raine x eda

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EDRIC BLIGHT IS AUTISTIC

#UR SO RIGHT #og tags i agree with->#his reliance on emira #the way emira guides him slightly #he seems to rely on her more for social cues #also he seems to be the one who's more like amity who is also clearly autistic #she could be autistic?#also any pronouns edric supremacy #toh #the owl house #edric blight #emira blight #autistic edric blight #amity blight

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TLH rewrite chpt.2

Special thank you to Tri, Rua, Clary, Zia, Jaimie, Ana, and @bookswitchcraftandcats for beta reading and putting up with my nonsense <33

I want to put a warning here and I honestly should've put one on the first one but it's pretty much too late. This rewrite will have mentions(never graphic) of s/a and harassment, along with suicidal thoughts and even an attempt. There will be discussions and flashbacks about abuse later on so be warned. There will always be trigger warnings at the beginning of every chapter and for the most part this rewrite will be fluff and chaos, but there will be some dark moments and I want everyone to be aware of that before they continue on with this series. As a victim of some of the things that the tlh cast has been through I completely understand if anyone doesn't want to be tagged or if they want to go as far as to block me so they don't see the updates for this. Stay safe and I love you all <333

Also if you want to know more about what this rewrite will include please look at this ask and this one

Chpt.1 here

Warnings for this chapter: mention of charlestair(1)(derogatory) and somewhat of a sex mention but it's brief and not explicitly said.

Word count: 1917(fun fact: the US joined world war 1 in this year)

Enjoy the fluff <333

Alastair woke up to a pillow hitting him, he didn’t even need to open his eyes to know it was his sister. “You know, Layla, we aren’t leaving for the institute until later tonight.”

“Oh I know,” she smiled cheekily at him, “I just wanted to hit you with something.”

He groaned and shooed her away, she left his room laughing, and was probably on her way to tell Risa of her success in waking him up. After a few minutes of stretching in his bed, he got up and went over to his desk, the unfinished letter to Charles still sitting there, haunting him. It was foolish of him to go to bed with such a letter out in the open where any member of his family could walk in and read it, but he knew that as much as Cordelia loved to annoy him, she’d never go through his personal journals or letters.

The man didn’t understand why it was so hard to finish said letter, he’d done a million times before, maybe it was the stress from his father’s arrest and the move. He was certain he’d be able to finish it tomorrow when he was more relaxed.

“Grace!” Her mother shrieked from her bedroom, “come here so i can decide what dress you’ll be wearing to the institute’s party!”

The young woman stared up at the ceiling, not wanting to move, but she had to. Her mother was always like this, controlling her every move, she couldn’t even eat without permission. She got up begrudgingly and put on her poker face as she walked to her mother’s room, preparing for more harassment about how her body looks.

“-cie. Lu, are you awake?” The brunette heard her brother ask from behind the door.

“Unfortunately.” She groaned back.

Lucie could hear James laughing in the hallway, “do you know where Matthew is? We’re supposed to help Kit in the lab today.”

“Jamie, I don’t think Math is feeling all that well today.”

“Is he in there with you?”

“Yeah but don’t-” James came in after hearing the affirmation, “-come in.” She finished with a sigh.

He observed the scene in front of him, his sister in her nightgown and his parabatai, who’s half-naked, asleep next to her. James shut his eyes tightly and scrunched up his face, “please tell me there is a reason excuse as to why he’s in here dressed like that.”

She looked down at Matthew then back up at James, “I promise it’s not what you’re thinking.”

“Then please explain. Actually wait, please don’t. I don’t want to know.”

Lucie rolled her eyes. “Something happened and he needed some comfort. I promise nothing you’re thinking happened.”

“Good.” And then he left, probably to bleach his eyes.

“Ariadne! Anna Lightwood is here for you, she says she’s going to take you to the institute to meet Barbara.”

The woman rushed quickly down the stairs, eager to meet her lover’s cousin and to see her friend. “Thank you mother.” She kissed her adoptive mother on the cheek and left out the door, bumping into someone. “I’m so sorry!”

The person laughed, “it’s no problem, I’m Anna, Genie’s cousin.” They winked at her, she immediately felt relaxed that she needn’t worry about pretending in front of them.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Genie talks about a lot.”

“Well I’d hope so, considering I am her favorite cousin.” Kamala giggled at that.

“My birth name is Kamala, but my adoptive parents hate it when I tell people that so only use that name when they aren’t around.” Anna nodded in affirmation. “Oh and Genie never clarified but are you a woman? Anna’s typically a woman’s name but you aren’t exactly dressed like one..”

Anna laughed again, “I get that a lot. I am,” they paused, thinking of an answer, “everything at once, and if you’re wondering how to refer to me, I simply don’t care, use whatever feels natural in the moment.” She opened the carriage door and picked Kamala up by her waist and hoisted her inside. “We mustn’t keep your friends waiting.”

Thomas knocked on the Carstairs front door and put hands behind his back in waiting, a woman answered the door after a few minutes. “Hello miss, I’m looking for Alastair and Cordelia, I’m taking them to the institute a bit early.” The woman looked him up and down with pursed lips before holding up her pointer finger to signal for him to wait a moment and closing the door. After about 5 minutes, he thinks about sitting down to wait instead when Cordelia opens the door.

“Hello Thomas, aren’t you a few hours early?”

“Yes but Lucie insisted I come get you so she can show you around London before the party. And I didn’t want Alastair to be bored around the house so I figured I’d take him to a new cafe that just opened up and then to the museum since none of my other friends want to go with me.”

Cordelia shrugged her shoulders and went back inside. What was it with these people and leaving him outside without saying anything? This time Alastair opened the door, “did Layla just leave you out here?”

“I’ve been out here for almost 15 minutes now.”

Alastair sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, “please come inside and excuse her and Risa, Layla forgets her manners sometimes and Risa just doesn’t like people.” He stepped to the side and gestured for Thomas to come in. The house was cool compared to outside, “wait in here while I go find my sister.” He led Thomas to the family room and sat him down on one of the couches, “if Risa tries to shoo you out just tell her I let you in. And don’t move!” Thomas nodded and Alastair left the room.

He waited patiently in the room, looking at the decor and becoming very interested at his nails. He heard someone walk into the room but assumed it was Risa, she sat down in the chair next to him, it was not Risa. “Hello ma’am.”

“Hello. Are you here for my Layla?” She asked.

‘This must be their mother Alastair looks just like her.’ Thomas smiled, “Cordelia’s future parabatai asked me to bring her to the institute. And I didn’t want Alastair to be bored in his room, so I thought I’d take him to a museum to pass the time.”

“You are a very handsome young man.”

“Thank you Mrs. Carstairs, you are very beautiful as well, I can see where your children got it.”

“You know my daughter is around the age where she should be getting married.”

‘Where is this going-’ “I hope she finds someone worthy of her. Alastair too.”

Mrs. Carstairs squinted at him, almost like she was studying him. “You will have very beautiful children.”

He laughed nervously, “Thank you but I don’t know if I’ll ever have kids of my own.”

“Oh I see.” A pause. “My son is very handsome too.”

Thomas, forgetting where he was for a minute, sighed happily, “he most certainly is.” Snapping out of his thoughts, “I mean, I imagine a lot of ladies think that of him.”

Sona laughed, “you are very funny. Be nice to my son, try to bring back his happiness. He best be honored to bring such a fine young man into the family.” The Lightwood was positive his face was all shades of pink and red. “Oh Alastair there you are.”

Alastair came back into the room and kissed his mother on the cheek, “good morning mama, I hope you didn’t scare Thomas too much.” Alastair looked panicked towards Thomas, “she didn’t scare you right?”

“Calm down, azizam, I was only telling him of how you are of marrying age now.”

Alastair looked appalled, “mama!”

“It’s true! You need to start looking for a spouse like your sister.”

The persian man grabbed Thomas’ arm and pulled him out of the room and back to the front door. “I am so sorry about that.” He said, burying his face into his hands.

Thomas chuckled, “it’s alright, don’t worry. My mom’s the same way with my siblings and I, at least the both of them are in relationships.”

“My mother wants either of us to get married sometime soon so that we will be able to form an easy alliance with another family in case our reputation gets ruined due to my father’s actions.”

“Well if worse comes to worse,” Thomas put his hand on the side of Alastair’s arm and squeezed it gently, “my friends and family will stand by yours.”

Alastair didn’t know why Thomas’ smile made his heart speed up, or why he really wanted him to touch his arm again, but he found comfort in those words. Before he could reply, Cordelia showed up.

“Ooooo Ali’s got a boyfriend”

“Must you be this annoying, Layla? Tom and I are just friends.”

“For now~” Cordelia said in a sing-song voice. Alastair rolled his eyes and muttered something in Farsi.

Thomas coughed, “shouldn’t we get going now? I’m sure Lucie’s bouncing off the wall waiting for you.”

Tessa was folding laundry when she heard a knock on her door.

“Tessa, can we come in?” Cecily asked. “And by ‘we’ I mean myself and Sophie.”

“Come in, ladies, I’m just doing laundry.”

“I didn’t know Will’s new name was ‘laundry’?” Sophie giggled walking into the room. Tessa threw a hand towel at her but she ducked at the last secons making it Cecily.

Cecily bit the inside of her cheek and glared at Tessa, “oh now you’re in trouble.” The brunette shrieked as her sister in-law grabbed a pillow and chucked in at her, she missed but Sophie had grabbed a pair of socks secretly and hit Tessa dead on, who dramatically fell back onto the bed. After a moment of silence, the women started laughing hysterically, the other two joined Tessa on the bed.

Sophie sighed resting her head on Tessa’s shoulder, “Genie’s coming back from Idris today. She- they said they wanted to be here with family.”

“And we’ll do everything we can to help them feel better,” Cecily said. “We all know what it’s like to be publicly embarrassed like that, especially you both.”

“Yeah, everything’s going to be alright for them, all of them.”

Genie stared out of the carriage, they couldn’t wait to see Kamala after all these months, and their family of course.

“Genie,” their father started. “The institute is having a party tonight, do you feel you want to go? We can grab your siblings and Anna and go shopping for some outfits if you want.”

“Maybe later this week papa, I just want to be home with family right now.”

He put his hand on their knee. “That’s perfectly alright, whatever you need right now.” There was a pause before he spoke again, “I know you’re all grown up but you’ll always be mi cielo.”

“I know papa, you’ve always been there when we need you. I know you worry about being like your dad but you’re not, you take good care of us, and we love you very much.” They put their hand on top of Gideon’s and smiled, “but for the record, shopping is Anna and Barbie’s thing, not mine.” Their dad laughed as they went back to playing fantasies in their mind while staring out of the window.

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Kit(herondale) would totally develop a crush on Alastair should he ever find out about him

jem: *telling kit about alastair*

kit:

#ok wait i kind of adore this #itd be so funny #imagine jem telling kit about alastair and he realizes kit is like. blushing. and jem just cant stop laughing #kit herondale #alastair carstairs

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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TLH rewrite cht.1

TW: mentions of s/a and sexual harassment

Word count: 1776(new york city-)

And a big thank you to Kat, Autumn, and Clary for beta reading for me <33

Also to Sol and Ana for talking about the things that need to be fixed in this rewrite :)

“So lads,” Matthew said, after he and his friends had finished packing up their things to head back to the institute. “I heard that the Carstairs will be coming to London tonight.”

James rolled his eyes playfully, “Math, everyone already knows that.”

“You must spoil my fun Jamie.”

“I hadn’t heard this actually.” Thomas interrupted, “will all the Carstairs be coming?” He asked, attempting to be nonchalant.

“Yes Tommy, even Alastair.” Matthew joked, ruffling Thomas’ hair. “But if you can, keep him away from Jamie and I. I’d prefer not to get into any fights for Lu and Cordelia’s sake, our rivalry is no concern to them or you and Kit.”

After bidding farewell to the bartender and the patrons there at the tavern, the boys set out to go back home to the institute. Thomas and Christopher were walking a few meters in front of the other two, James was reading the new poetry book that was given to the institute, and Matthew was almost dancing, taking the time to spin every few feet he walked. Then he heard a noise in an alley, it sounded like a hurt puppy, he told his friends to continue to the institute and that he's going to take that dog to the nearest shelter.

Matthew took out his witchlight and started cooing for the animal, only there wasn't one. Before he knew what was happening, he was pinned to the wall with a dirty hand over his mouth and an all too familiar voice telling him not to scream or he knows what'll happen. His friends already too far down the path to notice what was going on.

“James,” Anna said, looking worried. “Where’s Math, I thought he was with you.”

“Don’t worry, Anna. He heard a hurt dog and is taking it to a shelter, he’ll be back soon.” This didn’t seem to please his cousin but they didn’t say anything as they left the institute, obviously going to look for the boy.

James went to his parents’ room and knocked, he heard a ‘come in’ from his mother and walked in. His parents were cuddled together on their bed, his father exhausted from the extra paperwork the clave sent him, and his mother rereading ‘A Tale of Two Cities’.

“Did you need something, dear?”

“No mama, I just wanted to say goodnight to you and papa.” James said, walking over to give his mother a kiss on the forehead, like what she used to do to him and Lucie every night before bed.

“Are you excited for the Carstairs to come tomorrow? You haven’t seen them in years.”

“I think Lulu’s more excited than I,” he joked. “Though I am wondering how much has changed over the years.”

His mother reached out and stroked his arm before whispering, as if she didn’t want anyone to hear, “be nice to them, we all know Elias isn’t the best person and their family isn’t in the greatest position.”

“I know, mama, I’ll do my best to make them comfortable here.”

“I know you don’t like Alastair because of the academy, but you must understand he was as much a child as you were then, and we don’t know everything he was going through at that time. Forgiveness is peace, Jamie bach, always remember to forgive those who deserve it.”

James paused before saying, “you know he said terrible things about you, aunt Charlotte, aunt Sophie, and uncle Gideon.”

“None of us care about what rumors or nasty things a 14 year-old says.” Tessa said sternly. “But if he says those things about you again while he’s here then you have my full permission to break his knees.”

The champagne eyed boy chuckled. “Tom says he’s different now so I don’t think that’ll be necessary.” Tessa smiled at him before returning to her book, James took it as his sign to go to bed.

The snow haired girl sat at the window, looking at the night’s sky. She often wondered if someone was looking at it too, at the same time she was, at the same constellation. It got lonely there in that cold, empty house, with no one but her dead brother to talk to. But tomorrow would be different. Tomorrow she got to see James, her knight with golden eyes, hopefully he’d save her just like he promised all those years ago.

The gravel felt odd under Cordelia’s feet, she preferred going barefoot rather than wear obnoxiously tight shoes, much to her mother and Risa’s distaste. She grabbed her bag off the floor of the carriage and ran to the porch, excited to be back in the house, to be back in England. The girl couldn’t wait to see her best friend, Lucie, again. She knew deep down her brother was happy to be back too, she assumed that there was someone he was looking forward to seeing here.

“Layla,” she snapped out of her thoughts to see Alastair waving his hand in front of her face. “You can daydream in the house, there’s bugs that will get in the longer you stay outside with the door open.”

“I’m honestly surprised you didn’t just lock me out. You would’ve when we were younger, in fact, I think you did..”

Her brother rolled his eyes, “shut it or I’ll lock you outside.”

“There’s my cactus big brother.” She smiled, walking into the house and immediately heading up the stairs to her room.

Anna breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Matthew sitting on a bench in Hyde park, his favorite waistcoat torn with a bit of blood on it. He looked like he had been crying.

“Matthew, honey, it’s time to go home. Are you okay?” He shook his head. They knelt down in front of him and put their hand on his knee, “sweetie you have to tell someone, he’s not going to stop unless you do.”

Matthew started crying again, “what if they don’t believe me? What if it makes him even angrier?”

“Then I’ll personally take this matter into my own hands. If I’m being honest I should’ve killed that damn wolf when he first laid his disgusting eyes on you.” That made him laugh a bit. “You’re going to be alright, Math, I promise. Now let’s get you back to the institute. I'm sure Bridget will yell at you again if we don’t get there soon.” He nodded and they both stood up, Matthew leaning on Anna a lot of the way.

There was a knock at her door, then another, then another. 3. Matthew. "Come in."

The door open and Matthew walked in, his hair disheveled and his eyes distressed. "I'm sorry to bother yo-"

"You're not bothering me. What happened?" Lucie asked calmly.

A slight pause, "he's doing it again."

"Oh Matthew." She quickly got out of bed and hugged him. "You need to tell someone."

"What if they don't believe me, Lu?" He whispered, close to tears. "I can't even tell James about it, how would I tell my parents or anyone else."

Lucie rubbed him back soothingly, "you can't let him keep hurting you like this. Anna knows right? Have them do something."

"She already told Vex to not let him in the club anymore, but what am I supposed to do when he corners me in an alleyway again?" He started sobbing into her shoulder. "I'm just so tired of being helpless Lucie."

She petted his hair, "shhhh, it's okay love, how about we go to sleep now and in the morning we'll tell my mom what's been happening. She'll make sure he never goes near you again, and no one besides our mothers will ever have to know what's been happening alright?"

Matthew nodded and pulled away from her shoulder, wiping his eyes as goes towards the bed. "Can you hold me tonight?"

She went to her side of the bed and started getting in, "Matthew, you're one of my best friends, I'd do anything to make you feel better." He smiles at her and climbs in as well, wiggling his way closer allowing him to be able to wrap his arms around her and place his head over her heart. He soon fell asleep with her stroking his hair and listening to her heartbeat.

There was a knock at Thomas’ window, he slipped out of his bed tiredly to see his sister, Barbara, motioning for him to let her in. He playfully rolled his eyes, debating how much trouble he’d be in if he just left her out there. This wasn’t the first time she had snuck out to see Oliver, far from it, but he’d thought that after what happened with Genie she’d be a little more careful. He knew it wasn’t Genie’s fault that they were led on and humiliated, but the eyes of the enclave were still judging their family for something that 1) wasn’t a big deal and 2) something that wasn’t Genie’s fault. They told him in their last letter that she had been seeing someone in secret for the past few months, he hoped they were treating his older sibling right at least.

He threw down the tied together bedsheets to his sister, who began climbing quickly. She fell through his window after a few more seconds, and kissed her little brother on the cheek before sneaking out the door and down the hall to her room.

Christopher had decided to climb to the top of the roof, not for the usual reason though, tonight he wanted to look up at the stars. It was relatively quiet that night, his friends and family were all asleep, so even if he did jump, no one would be able to help him until it was already too late. The world was just too much for him sometimes, he wanted to burn the world away so it couldn’t hurt him anymore. There is beauty in the world, he knows it, everyone always tells him how beautiful his eyes are, but he thinks the real beauty is in snow and rain, the earth’s way of healing itself from man’s destructive ways.

Kamala sighed from exhaustion at her desk, her floral studies eating away at her sleep schedule. She wondered how Genie was, she knew they were still healing from the shame of what happened over a year ago, she wished she could take away their pain. The young girl closed her eyes and wished for a life where she and Genie could live away from everything, a life without her overbearing parents, a life without needing a husband in order to be taken seriously.

A/N: in this rewrite I will be fixing what cc did wrong, if you have any questions please let me know :)

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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Thinking maybe the community movie should start with Troy and Abed, still hundreds of miles apart (Troy's on his boat), singing Somewhere Out There together

#okay sob #community #abed nadir #troy barnes #trobed

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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Something to think about, cry out for, and accept as the horrible truth: Sona should have better protected Alastair.

#i agree #look i love sona #but she decided that her son should just have to urt for the sake of the family #which was. not cool #alastair carstairs #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #the last hours #chain of iron #sona carstairs #like ive seen people saying shes straight up abusive #which wasnt exactly right imo #but she enabled it

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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So I watched the new ep, and needless to say holy fucking shit

Also, Hello?? "THEIR"??

#YES #anyways gay edric rights #the owl house #blight siblings #the owl house s2 #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #i love both of them #edric blight #emira blight

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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I will never not be pissed at the concept of parabatai

Y'all know marriages, right? (At least the concept of it, shout out to people who just want the benefits.) You find someone you really like and choose to spend your life with them; there's a ceremony and titles and blah blah blah. It's really special or whatever.

Does that sound FAMILIAR??? Because it's the same concept as the parabatai ceremony. Except it isn't.

In most countries, you can't get married until you're an adult, especially for phychological reasons or whatever. Can we please agree that a 13 year old wouldn't be mature enough to choose their life partner? Why does that only apply to a romantic partner, as if a platonic partner isn't just as important?

(This has nothing to do with sex btw, just about the responsability that comes with you know, choosing the person you're gonna spend the rest of your life next to, no biggie)

So WHY, in the name of God, you literally have to choose your parabatai when you're a child? You physically cannot do it after 18.

A few years ago, I would have chosen my childhood best friend to be my parabatai. Now I never want to fucking look at her face again. People change and make new friends, you cannot possibly expect them not to!

That's such a HUGE RESONSABILITY to put on a minor. Not only that, you can get divorced from a marriage! You can get out of it! But you're fucking magically tied to your parabatai forever. Julian and Emma are the only ones we've seen getting rid of it and they almost KILLED EVERYONE AROUND THEM.

I know there's a canon reason why you can't become parabatai after 18, but I don't fucking care. CC built this world and she could have chosen any age. It's stupid and I vote we ignore it.

#ur so right #anyways this is why i will confidently ignore canon and go on with saying #ALASTAIR AND ARIADNE SHOULE BE PARABATAI #AND KIT AND GRACE SHOULD #alastair and kit would also worm well imo

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alastairxxcarstairs · 3 years

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alastair adores kids. kids adore alastair. its a wonderful mix.

alastair never has to put up a mask around kids, he never has to pretend to be mean, to not care, he can just be himself around them. hate is taught but theyre so young that they really don’t care about the bad things. they don’t condesendingly ask questions about the rumours surrounding his mother, they dont look at him with a cruel look barely covered by a facade of pity as they ask about his fathers health letting him know they know the truth and the pity is anything but real. kids only care about whether you’ll play their games, whether you’ll put on funny voices and read them stories. no politics, no judgement, just fun. alastair loves them for it, he doesnt have to try, pretend, do anything other than be himself, he can breathe he can just be.

alastair is the favourite. brother, family friend, uncle, you name the family role, alastair has title as the favourite. he’s incredibly empathetic and good at reading people and that extends to kids. he’s incredibly open and welcoming to kids and always seem to know what they need, and they love him for that. he can tell if they want to ramble uninteruppted or an active conversation, he can tell if they want hugs or space, if they hide away in a room he can somehow tell if its because they want attention or if they genuinley want to be left alone. he’s also willing to do anything with kids. he’s not afraid to get his hands dirty or play an active role in his toddler sibling’s game, he’s 100% willing to put on voices and entertain alexander during parties, he’d rather die than ignore a kid and make them feel stupid or unimportant, he could spend hours answering any question cordelia and james’s young one put forward. he also has no qualms getting physical, kids LOVE being thrown around and he will become a human jungle gym on request, carrying the kids around or throwing them into sofa cushions.

alastair is also a smooth talker and lots of the adults seem to have a soft spot for him. he can and will do anything in his power to get the kids out of trouble. he just has a trustable aura and the kids grew up telling him anything and everything, but his determination to protect them from monsters AND the adults 100% solidify that trust. The kids will go to him with problems they have, asking for advice, because sometimes its just easier to talk to your cousins brother in law or your uncle.

does thomas fall a little more in love every time he sees just how adoring kids are towards alastair? that would be his secret but its blatantly written all over his face. matthew, for a time, is still determined to hate alastair and he was so ready to tease him for being bad with kids and then he sees alexander immediatley trust alastair and watched them start a very serious discussion about the politics of dragons and he realizes he lost this one. even after the two make up, they still have that relationship where they relentlessly tease each other and bully as affection. matthew is never to find out alastair is the favourite of the kids. war WILL ensue.

just. alastair and kids.

#i think about this often #and sometimes i cry #i jsut love alastiar and kids together #alastair carstairs #chain of gold #chain of iron #chain of thorns #tlh #the last hours #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles

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