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graylxvee · 2 years
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Fuck all romances except the one of the dreamy booknerd lady, the sarcastic welsh and the soft violist boy
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artsbygih · 21 days
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Tessa Gray and Will Herondale
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herondaleminds · 1 year
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Will, whenever he has the opportunity in The Last Hours about Tessa:
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fleyrie · 5 days
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Taylor wrote So Long, London for herongraystairs. It’s true she told me
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nishinishshou7 · 3 months
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“Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy. Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die. I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free. And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart. You are not the last dream of my soul. You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth. With hope at least, Will Herondale"
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jemsbitch · 2 years
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Tessa X Will: passion and fire, fireworks, libraries, stolen kisses in hidden corridors, gasoline, spilled ink, letters and poems, desperation, driving over the speed limit, tangled messy hair, so much longing and yearning that it is physically painful.
Tessa X Jem: slowburn, slow exhale after long kisses, deep understanding and compassion, feather light touches, melancholy music, adoration, intertwined fingers, head on a shoulder, smiles that can light up a room, long walks, tight embraces that feel like home.
Jem X Will: comfortable silence, lingering looks, playful smiles, loud laughter, shenanigans, clasped hands, finishing each other’s sentences, windblown hair, sparking eyes, always looking for the other first in a crowded room, fighting till last breath, bruised knuckles, love so pure that it is too good for the world.
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xmeown · 1 year
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“Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy. Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die. I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free. And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart. You are not the last dream of my soul. You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth. With hope at least, Will Herondale”
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darklinaforever · 2 months
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heronpoxed · 1 year
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I miss Gwilym Owain Herondale.
That’s it.
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munzs-stuff · 2 years
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im sorry guys
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Dearest Tessa and Jem,
My Tess and my Jem. My Jem and my Tess. My shooting stars. My saving graces. Wherever would I be without the two of you? Without the sound of Jem’s violin and without Tessa’s gentle hands? Where would I be if I had not shot that knife at the bull’s eye and if Tessa had not hit me on the head with a jug? Plastered off my mind in a lonely corner of the Devil’s Tavern, perhaps? 
I do not know when you will find this, whichever one of you does, but I know that I will not be here. I do not want to bring tears to either of your eyes, for seeing myself being the cause of your pain would strike me painfully in the heart even in death. I am not worthy of the tears of ones such as you two, but you made me feel as if I am. 
My loves, my darling loves. I love you so. I love Jem for his gentle voice and his silver eyes, and I love Tessa for her fierceness and her unending questions. I love you for when you touched me and made me feel like a person, made me feel whole. I love you for making me happy. And I forever will.
Never will a day go by, as long as I live and even after, that I will not love you. You are my true north, you are the very reason my heart beats and the very reason I breathe air and the very reason I live. Do not cry for me, for neither do I deserve your tears, nor did I deserve your love. But you loved me and you cocooned my heart and my veins and my bones with it, and so I returned it, and forever will return it. Universes will die before my love for you fades, my loves.
Yours in life and death,
Will Herondale
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He was right. There was ink on the side, and it was fairly smudged with time, but we were able to make it out: “Congratulations W&T, with love from Henry and Charlotte.
The pain 😭
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graylxvee · 2 years
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Headcanon:
Tessa sings a Welsh lullaby to James and Lucie so they can fall asleep. Will watches them, smiles and has tears in his eyes
In 2013, Tessa sings a Chinese lullaby to Mina so she can fall asleep. Jem watches her and smiles and has tears in his eyes
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herondaleminds · 1 year
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The Clave: you can't marry a downworlder!
Will, Jem and Alec: oh we can't? watch us!
Downworlders: guys, you can't have and raise children with shadowhunters and especially you can not marry them!
Tessa and Magnus: bitches, watch us!
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alastairstom · 1 year
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Will takes Tessa to one of his favourite places in London for Valentine's Day.
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lesbocrocker · 1 year
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jemsbitch · 2 years
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He’s a 10 but he thinks he’s cursed and that’s why he is rude and mean to everyone
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