#thomas lightwood edit

[butterflysclaws]

The Merry Thieves

@cassandraclare

The Last Hour playlist

#the last hours #james herondale #thomas lightwood #matthew fairchild #christopher lightwood #the merry widow #tlh #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles #chain of gold #chain of iron #chain of thorns #butterflysclaws:art #fanart #art #edit #tlhdaily #illustrations

[rinadragomir]

“𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?” 𝐴𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒. “𝐷𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡?”

“𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼’𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤,” 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑. “𝐴𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢—𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡—”

𝐴𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬

@pleasantfoxchild @throughtthedarksworld @stupidbeautifulword @neo-lightchild-decafineator @darklingswhxore @livvyheronstairs @magnus-the-maqnificent @axoloteca @radisv @fortheloveofthecarstairs @eldestdaughterr @noah-herondale-lightwood @theresaherondalecarstairss @lescahiersdesable @my-archerboy @itsyourgirlathena @thestarkster1465 @fantasticcolorcloudflap @delightfullyterrible @elettralightwood @awecwightwood @megs-readstoomuch @dustandducks @notquitepunk-rock @min-unicorn @thewolfnephilim @cordelia-cardale @lucie-blackthorns @hotdog-frenchfries @shadowhuntingdemigod-blog @icycoolslushie @inahandful-of-dust @starlight-in-my-eyes @literallytypogod @thelastfunctioningbraincell @raziyekroos @mxtthew-fxirchild-apologist @potato-jem @existential-crisis-grl @lily-chen-supremacy @larkace @lost-in-labyrinth @lenina-huntress @secretstryst @vashs-posts @you-drewstarsaroundmyscars @afloralrib @vierss-herondale @ninetthorn  @jaxlightstairs @coriia

#chot spoilers #chain of thorns #thomastair #thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #rina dragomir edits #tsc #tlh #the last hours #cassandra clare #chot #shadowhunters

[jemsbitch]

A list of all thomastair interaction/related content in chain of thorns (Obviously this have cot spoilers)

P40-42 (the fire message)

P91-95 (continuation of the fire message)

P120-122 (hiding the sword + scarf scene)

P164 (cordelia mentioning Thomas lightwood and Alastair promptly changing the topic)

P175-176 (thomas telling Matthew)

P178 (cordelia mentioning Thomas again)

P180 (merry thieves meeting (super short interaction between them)

P231-237 (library)

P280-282 (Alastair telling Thomas he’s going to leave)

P284 (cordelia asking Alastair about Thomas)

P316-320 (fruit basket)

P340-342 (mistletoe)

P356-357 (“you keep me human, Tom”)

P370 (“Alastair went to say something quick and quiet to Thomas”)

P377 (Alastair looking at thomas in the meeting instead of at Charles)

P383-389 (thomas and Alastair racing after Matthew after the meeting)

P414-415 (Alastair going to stay in the institute (convo with cordelia)) (later pages also have super tiny thomastair content that you have to squint but it’s there)

P426-427 (confrontation with Charles)

P437-441 (carriage scene)

P471-472 (Alastair comforting thomas after the death)

P537-543 (out on patrol for the watchers)

P548-550 (Alastair insisting Thomas to rest)

P576-579 (infirmary scene)

P597-599 (after infirmary scene)

P619 (during the battle)

P622 (gentle touch during the battle)

P651 (“Alastair and Thomas, hand in hand before the fire”)

P655-657 (epilogue brief description “they were always touching”)

P663 (Alastair’s growth)

P669-672 (more perfect epilogue content)

#I tried to keep the description as brief as possible so no one will stumble upon these spoilers by accident #not me doing this RIGHT after I finished reading the book #I’m fr doing gods work ur welcome guys #if I missed anything I’m so sorry #doing this at like 1am when I got school tmr #anyways cant believe we got sm thomastairs crumbles #cassie fr saw how mad we were about coi #anyways I love thomastairs sm #the page numbers are for the special edition of waterstone but should be similar enough with other editions #chain of thorns spoiler #chain of thorns spoilers #cot spoilers #cot spoiler #tlh spoilers #tlh spoiler #thomastairs #thomas x alastair #alastair x thomas #thomas lightwood #Alastair carstairs #the last hours #the last hours tlh #tlh #chain of thorns #cordelia carstairs #charles fairchild #Matthew fairchild #shadowhunters #the shadowhunters chronicles #tsc

[luciehercndale]

If Matthew Fairchild had Instagram 📸

#tsc #tlh #matthew fairchild #thomas lightwood #cordelia carstairs #alastair carstairs #lucie herondale #james herondale #christopher lightwood #the last hours #tsc edit #chain of thorns #chain of iron #chain of gold #cassandra clare #the shadowhunter chronicles #if you want more I'm willing to make them with other characters too #my posts 3

[alastairstom]

My boys 💗

#thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #thomastair #someone with skills edit alastairs hair black?

[laylalucie]

More than anything

#cassandra clare #chain of gold #chain of iron #chain of thorns #the last hours #merry thieves #thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #thomastair #the shadowhunter chronicles #thomas x alastair #my edit

[lesbocrocker]

#going to make a tid version #also i know my editing is bad thank you #grace blackthorn #james herondale #christopher lightwood #thomas lightwood #cordelia carstairs #lucie herondale #matthew fairchild #the last hours #tlh #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #sadly there wasnt a fourth kys option for matthew

[lizarddealer]

The Last Hours characters as texts me and my friends have sent each other, because I can

#I put so much effort into editing all those names #the last hours #the Shadowhunter chronicles #shadowhunters #shadowhunter chronicles #lucie herondale #james herondale #cordelia carstairs #thomas lightwood #matthew fairchild #christopher lightwood #anna lightwood

[rainingpouringetc]

Alastair was going to strangle somebody. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe it was the way he couldn’t turn his head to the left without it aching, or maybe it was just the utter incompetence he found himself surrounded by these days. Whichever way, someone was going to pay for fact that none of their project footage was organized, making it completely impossible for him to find the clips he needed for this editing endeavor.

This wasn’t even supposed to be his field. Directing, yes—and he’d done that, he had directed the whole short film, had poured his fucking heart and soul into this project. Acting, sure, though he was much more comfortable behind the camera than he was center screen. He would even go so far as to say that he didn’t mind dabbling in the storyboarding and scriptwriting aspect of filmmaking, either, and was willing to help in that area however possible.

But editing was the devil’s game, and Alastair knew he was going to lose sorely in this round. 

It was less than twelve hours until their deadline for the film festival, and the rest of his group was nowhere to be found. Alastair had called, texted, and emailed his way to a low phone battery, and still he couldn’t get in contact with any of them. He fought through the fog in his mind to remember who was supposed to be editing this project. It was someone from his scriptwriting class—Alicia, a last-ditch addition to their pathetic freshman group of five whom Alastair had offered up as an option after learning she had edited all the videos for her high school football team’s instagram page last year.

What a great idea of mine that was, he thought miserably, jamming the CMD+Z buttons on the media lab Mac, hunched over and defeated as the timeline tried to right itself. He couldn’t get the pacing of this scene right for the life of him. Everything he tried was either too fast to garner any real emotion or so slow that it seemed to drag on for eternity. There was a shot he was sure could make this scene a hundred times more effective, but nothing was labeled properly and it wasn’t sorted in a way that made sense to anyone but fucking Alicia.

Alastair had thought the hardest part was over. They had written the story from scratch over night and filmed it the next morning. They were even able to record some Foley and ADR, filling in the gaps they had missed during the original shooting. The plan from there was to meet at the School of Comms building this morning after breakfast so Alicia could get to work on editing together the footage she’d saved on Alastair’s hard drive and they could all have a say in the final product. 

But since when did things go right for Alastair?

Frustrated and half wondering if it was too late to withdraw from the contest, Alastair slumped forward and laid his head on the table he was working at in the media lab. Perhaps he just needed a break. Just a few minutes to himself to breathe and let go of everything bothering him. 

Or maybe he needed to put his head through the wall. It was difficult to tell which sometimes.

“Alastair?”

Yup. Definitely the head through the wall. That was the one.

Alastair picked up his head and lifted his gaze to the man who had just entered the lab. “Hey, Thomas,” he greeted, trying not to sound too much like he was thoroughly dying inside. 

Because he was, for the record. The man he’d been trying to keep at arm’s length for fear of falling hopelessly head over heels for had just walked in on him about to have a nervous breakdown. And to think Alastair had believed the day couldn’t get any worse.

“What are you working on?” Thomas asked, dropping into the chair next to him and logging into the computer. Thomas was a double major, music and photography, so their paths didn’t cross often, much to Alastair’s simultaneous relief and vexation.

“My group for the forty-eight hour film festival was supposed to get together and edit our project,” Alastair said as evenly as he could. “Unfortunately, it seems they’ve all left me to fend for myself, and now I’m stuck sifting through all our footage by myself without a clue of how to piece it together in time for the deadline.”

Thomas frowned, a little crinkle appearing in the skin between his eyebrows that told Alastair he felt truly sympathetic. It was absolutely adorable and should not have lifted Alastair’s spirits nearly as much as it did. 

“That’s rather awful of them,” Thomas said, navigating the computer as he spoke. He opened Photoshop and began importing his photos. They were absolutely splendid already from what Alastair could see—he couldn’t imagine how wonderful they would look after Thomas finished touching them up.

“Yes, well. I’d rather suffer through the agony of editing it myself than beg someone else for help.” 

Thomas grinned. “You film majors and your unshakeable pride,” he quipped. “No wonder your group left you to your own devices.”

Alastair clutched dramatically at his chest. “You wound me with your cruel words, Thomas.”

He received an eye roll in return, and, no, stop, you’re not meant to engage—he was definitely too far gone for this man already.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, Alastair slowly being driven to madness by the inscrutable timeline, the unorganized footage, and, above all, the man sitting right next to him. 

It all became far too much, and Alastair was convinced he would combust if he sat still another moment longer. With a few resolute clicks of his mouse, he saved the work he had done and logged out of the computer. He checked his phone: almost noon and still no replies from any of his group members. Oh, well. He had better things to do with his time than wait here for them.

“Do you have lunch plans, Tom?” he asked before he could let himself think too hard on it.

Looking a bit taken aback, Thomas shook his head. “No. I was thinking of stopping by the smoothie stand after I finished with these photos, but...” He chuckled. “Well. I’m not quite in the right mood for homework right now anyway. Do you wanna go to Joe’s?”

Alastair smiled at the mention of the dining hall—it was what he was going to suggest, after all. Joe’s had fantastic french fries and outdoor seating, making it one of Alastair’s favorite spots on campus. “That sounds marvelous. Perhaps by the time we’ve finished our meal, my traitorous partners will have finally reached out to me.”

Thomas laughed as he stood, deftly closing out of the windows on the computer and shutting it down before stooping to grab his messenger bag. “Hopefully we can at least take your mind off things for a few hours,” he said with a wink, moving to hold open the door for Alastair.

Yup, Alastair thought dizzily as he aimed a smile at Thomas and turned off the media lab lights. Head over heels for sure.

#have this thing from my brain! no take-backsies #this is not much i know but i needed Distractions #i'm allowed to make fun of film majors because i am one ok #i wrote this instead of doing my film editing homework #all aggressive feelings toward editing displayed in this work are entirely my own #editing can go die in a hole #anyway #thomastair #tlh #alastair carstairs #thomas lightwood #artie's writing #rain.txt

[cant-think-of-anything]

in my memories

no better muse than conan gray

no tws i think? It’s hurt/comfort (I think)

Alastair’s hand hovered over the doorknob uncertainly. A glance at the clock told him that it was far too late for a social call. Whatever was waiting for his attention beyond the door could only be bad news, and selfishly, he wanted to hide from it.

But there was no one else in the house to bear the news for him, and he would’ve refused the offer regardless. His hands jerked open the door, and his heart stuttered with surprise and a twinge of disappointment as Thomas’s eyes anxiously rose to his.

It was pouring rain, turning the dark streets into an oil spill and the lamps into fogged, dim glass. And it also meant that it crumbled Alastair’s weakened resolve that Thomas had washed up on his doorstep looking like he’d drowned on land, with his hair clinging together in drenched tangles and his eyes shining like two twin flames against the night.

So he moved away from the door, letting Thomas in and silently cursing himself as he did.

—-

Thomas stood on the small mat in the entryway as Alastair brushed past him to lock the door. The house was completely silent, the small dripping noises from his coat sounded amplified in the cramped space. The storm had already started when he left his house, when the constant pounding of his thoughts were more overwhelming than the thunder.

They had made him wretch himself out of bed and run across the rain slicked ground that led to the Carstairs house. A knot still tightly wrapped around his stomach as the silence grew more suffocating. Alastair was leaning on the wall next to him with his hands wound together and clear tension in his shoulders. Thomas hadn’t seen him in a week, which was definitely purposeful on Alastair’s part.

But he’d let him in now.

Even if he looked like he very much regretted that decision.

Thomas cleared his throat, the noise awkwardly piercing through the silence, and shuffled a step towards the opposite wall. Alastair’s eyes drifted to the door and his jaw tensed.

“Did you come all this way with nothing to say to me?” He asked quietly. His knuckles had turned white.

“No. I wanted to talk to you.”

“Anything in particular? This all feels a little-“ he stopped, shutting his eyes. “Pointless.”

Thomas watched Alastair’s face, his heart sinking as he caught the lines of grief and worry that seemed to have intensified in the past week. “It’s not. I just wanted to speak with you. You hadn’t exactly….given me the chance before.”

The words sounded accusatory.

“Yes, I had.” And his sounded bitter. “I don’t understand why you came here tonight Thomas. I asked you to give up. I need you to give up.”

“I don’t want to,” he said, drawing his eyebrows together stubbornly. “And you hadn’t told me to give up, exactly .”

“I’m telling you now.” Alastair’s gaze rose to his, dark and empty. His hand trembled once as it reached for the doorknob. “It’s late. You should go home before someone starts to worry.”

“No.” Thomas caught Alastair’s hand and pulled him off the wall. “If you are so set on me leaving then you must tell me what it is you wanted first.”

Alastair’s eyebrows pushed together in confusion, his face tilted up to meet Thomas’s eyes. Thomas could feel his pulse hammering against his fingers.

“I don’t understand.”

“Just forget about my friends for a moment, please. Tell me if you wanted to walk away from me. Tell me what you would’ve chosen.”

—-

Words caught in Alastair’s throat. He stared at a spot on the wall behind Thomas, fighting the tears collecting on his lash line. He wished Thomas wouldn’t look at him like that, with his earnest eyes that pulled every carefully hidden secret to surface. You. I would’ve chosen you, I still would.

“Why won’t you just leave? You make it so much harder than it needs to be.”

“Why won’t you just tell me the truth?”

“Because you won’t take the truth,” Alastair said desperately, his voice breaking. “It’d be a mistake not to leave, and you’d regret it. I-I don’t want you here.”

Thomas’s grip on his arm tightened when he tried to pull away, almost frantically trying to get him to stay. And despite all of it, there was still faint hope in his eyes that twisted Alastair’s heart, partly in pain. Partly in guilt.

“I don’t think you mean that.” Thomas’s hand slid to his shoulder and Alastair could feel his brittle walls start to crumble. “It doesn’t have to be… being near you would be enough. The past can be forgiven-“

“We can’t. We can’t be friends Thomas, and we cannot be… anything else.” Alastair drew his hands out of Thomas’s grasp. He’d thought it might be easier pushing him away for a second time but it felt worse.

His walls may have grown bitter and broken but they could stay for as long as it took to get Thomas to leave.

“And the past can’t be forgiven. I wasn’t lying when I said it wouldn’t be possible between us. There’s no point-“ He broke off, voice shaking, as frustration wound tightly in his chest. “There is no point in pretending, we fall apart every time you remember reality. You have a good family. Friends that care about you. It would be incredibly stupid to jeopardize all of it for someone who-“ Alastair stopped, swallowing hard as he let his back hit the wall. “Leave. Please.”

—

Thomas had always assumed that Alastair kept his true emotions buried so deep that he’d turned spiteful because of it. But he didn’t seem spiteful now. And the pain was painted all over him in dark, miserable slashes and he finally seemed too tired to hide it.

He whispered something inaudible before sliding down to sit with his knees pulled tightly to his chest. Thomas felt something in his heart shatter as he quietly slid down next to him. He moved his hand to Alastair’s arm, waiting for him to pull away. He didn’t. Thomas let his hand slide down to wrap around Alastair’s, his throat going tight as he watched Alastair track the movements with glossed eyes.

“You- if you really wish for me to leave, I will. If you think you’d be better off, I’d leave. But I don’t believe that you want that.”

Alastair was quiet for a long moment, the pounding rain filling the silence. “I don’t know. But I’m trying to help you. I can see how this ends Thomas and I-“ he stopped, his voice low and rough. “There’s no point in pretending for something that wouldn’t work.”

“Pretending?” His voice broke on the word. He was whispering. He wasn’t sure why. “I was with you for barely a day and I’ve never felt so understood as I did then. I don’t know what made you so adamant in believing that no one could love you with good reason but I want to be with you. If it makes the others mad, I don’t care.”

Alastair was shaking his head. “Don’t say that. It would be foolish to throw your life away-“

“I’m not.” Thomas loosely wrapped his hands over Alastair’s shoulders and slid a leg out to stop him from getting up. “You shouldn’t have ever been led to think that you are stain on anyone’s life. If anyone I love would take issue in me lo- caring for you, then I’d doubt they loved me very much to begin with. It’d be better that they leave. It’d all be worth it if it meant I was with you.”

Alastair’s expression wavered before it crumbled, and he leaned forward, pressing his face into Thomas’s soaked coat. He didn’t seem to notice as he pressed closer, bringing his arms up to twine around Thomas’s back. Thomas felt relief and pain tug at his heart when he buried his face in Alastair’s soft curls, wrapping his arms gently around his body.

He distantly felt Alastair’s racing heartbeat calm through layers of fabric and his desperate grip on Thomas’s coat loosen.

“Why didn’t you bring an umbrella?” Alastair muttered after a moment, his words muffled. He pulled away slightly to look at his own clothes that had absorbed a good deal of the rainwater.

“Isn’t it all more dramatic and Shakespearean this way? I thought you would’ve preferred it like that.” His attempt at humor was bleak but Alastair smiled a little and his face brightened like it so rarely did.

Thomas found himself smiling back.

taking “thomas doesn’t wear a hat” and turning it into “thomas doesn’t pay attention to weather ever” im not sure how i feel about this fic but i spent so long changing it, I can’t edit anymore

Taglist: @spooky-drusilla @thewarthatsavedmylife @eugeniaslongsword @life-through-the-eyes-of @littlx-songbxrd @alice-got-the-blues @thefoxandthefound @the-ethereal-aura @taoelles @melanielocke @styxdrawings

#yeah the ‘itd all be worth it to be with you’ line was edited in when i finished heartstopper don’t blame me i was blanking badly #alastair carstairs #tlh #thomastair #thomas lightwood #the last hours #chain of iron

[rinadragomir]

𝐓𝐒𝐂 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎: 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 (𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓)

Don’t repost please

Give credits if you create something similiar

Im James btw ^_^

@magnus-the-maqnificent @axoloteca @radisv  @lescahiersdesable @my-archerboy  @thestarkster1465  @delightfullyterrible @elettralightwood @awecwightwood @dustandducks  @thewolfnephilim  @lucie-blackthorns  @icycoolslushie  @mxtthew-fxirchild-apologist @potato-jem  @lily-chen-supremacy @larkace  @lenina-huntress  @afloralrib @vierss-herondale @ninetthorn  @jaxlightstairs @coriia  @spacehero-23 @tea-and-a-clandestine-agenda @ibrushmyteeth-donttellanyone @queenhelenblackthorn @roseofthomas @luciehercndale @make-me-ur-aphrodite @tys-kitty @gayforcarstairsgirls @daydreamxr17 @all-for-the-fanfiction @youwerealwaysmysecret @herondaisyqueen @goldenjellyfish12 @boredfangirl16 @what-ho-christopher-put-in

#rina dragomir edits #tlh #the last hours #chot #chain of thorns #cassandra clare #tsc #james herondale #cordelia carstairs #lucie herondale #matthew fairchild #alastair carstairs #thomas lightwood #anna lightwood #ari bridgestock #jesse blackthorn

[readerofmalec]

Moodboard for @thousand-winters' fic, All I Ask Of You! (tumblr | AO3)

Created for the TSC What if…? Bang.

#tsc #moodboard #edit #quote #fic #my stuff #thomas lightwood #alastair carstairs #thomastair #thomas x alastair #TSC What If...? Bang

[melanielocke]

Book recommendations - Queer POC books

Some more book recommendations, this time I'm focusing on Queer PoC books, all by authors of color. All the books shown in the picture are UK editions. I generally like it when books have a UK paperback edition because they're a lot cheaper than US hardcovers, usually also cheaper than US paperbacks, and release the same week as the US hardcover. I don't think these editions are always available if you live in North America, but to those living in Europe, buying UK editions can save you a lot of money. Other parts of the world I honestly don't know which editions are easiest to come by. Only downside for UK editions is that sometimes there are some with a redesigned cover that is very ugly. Of the books shown here, only the Witchery has a different cover than the US edition but in this case I like both.

Starting with this Poison Heart by Kalynn Bayron

This is a duology, the second and last book was released last June and so this is a complete series. It is inspired by Greek mythology, and specifically, the myth of Medea, and follows Briseis, who was adopted and inherits an estate from her aunt whom she never met. Briseis has always been able to make plants grow, and is immune to poisonous plants, and at the estate she discovers her birth family had these same gifts, and they keep a garden with some of the most poisonous plants in the world. This book has some great characters, and Briseis was adopted and raised by two sapphic Black mothers, who also play a big role in this series. This series has also served as inspiration for the Lightwood's magic garden in Flowers Bloom

Also by this author: Cinderella is Dead, which I'd also recommend, the Vanquishers, a MG which I did not read

Upcoming books: My Dear Henry, a Jekyll & Hide retelling (3-2023); You're not Supposed to Die Tonight, a slasher horror (6-2023)

Next up is Afterlove by Tanya Byrne

This is a sapphic love story with a MC of Indian decent. At New Years's Eve, just before midnight, Ash is hit by a car and dies instantly. She gets the offer to become a reaper, who guide the city's dead to their afterlife. But Ash can't forget Poppy, her girlfriend, and will do anything to get to see her again.

I haven't seen a lot of people talk about this book, but I really enjoyed it. The main focus is the romance here, and it's more romance with a fantasy aspect to it than fantasy.

Other books by this author: there are several other older books, none of which I've read

Upcoming books: The Mermaid of Black Rock (9-2023), a sapphic book about a girl with no memory found in the sea and a girl who falls in love with her

The Jasmine Throne is the only adult series I put in this list (the rest is YA), and is a fantasy trilogy set in an India inspired world. Book 1 and 2 are out now.

Malini is a princess who is imprisoned in an old temple by her dictator brother, an emperor obsessed with religious ideas revolving women gaining purity and immortality by being burnt alive. Malini refused to burn for his sake.

Priya is a maidservant who travels to the temple every night to clean Malini's chambers. Before her land was conquered by Malini's family, Priya was a temple child, and she had passed through the magical deathless waters once, but all the temple children were murdered except a few who survived and she has to hide her past.

Malini and Priya eventually start working together, with the goal of restoring the throne to Malini's other, oldest brother who'd abandoned the throne to become a priest.

Other books by this author: The Books of Ambha duology, adult fantasy, and What Souls are Made of, a YA Wuthering Heights retelling

Upcoming books: Book 3 of the series, scheduled for 2023, currently no release date known

The Sunbearer Trials by Aiden Thomas is one of my personal favorites of this year. It's the first book in a YA fantasy duology set in a world inspired by Mexican culture. In this world, the sunbearer trials are held every ten years to replenish the energy of the sol stones and keep the sun alive and evil gods at bay. Ten demigods (called semidioses) are chosen by Sol to compete in a set of trials. The winner becomes the Sunbearer and gets to replenish the sol stones. The loser becomes a human sacrifice that is necessary to replenish said stones.

Semidioses are divided in gold and jade categories, depending on if their parent is a gold or jade god. Gold gods are the most powerful gods, ruling over things like the earth, the seas, fire etc, while jade gods are considered less powerful and their children too. There haven't been any jade competitors in the Sunbearer trials in over a century, but that year, two are chosen.

Teo is the transgender son of Quetzal, the goddess of birds, and he never expected to be chosen for the trials. The other jade is Xio, the son of Mala Suerte, god of bad luck. The other 8 competitors are all gold semidioses, including Teo's best friend Niya, daughter of Tierra, god of the Earth and the twin children of the fire goddess, Aurelio and Auristela. Compared to many of the others, Teo does not have a lot of powers and will have to fight with everything he has to survive.

The fantasy world in this book is modern second world, so while everything is different from this world, there are equivalents of instagram and tiktok for example, and they have trading cards featuring different semidiose heroes.

Other books by the author: Cemetery Boys, Lost in the Never Woods, I've read both and they're very good

Upcoming books: book 2 of the sunbearer trials (expected in 2023), companion/sequel to Cemetery Boys (fall 2024), untitled book pitched as gay titanic in space (2024), Just Max (a contemporary set in college, 2024).

I don't think it's likely there'll be 3 books coming out in 2024 but that's the information I currently have

The last book in the picture is the Witchery by S. Isabelle

This book features four witches and two human boys. Logan only recently found out she's a witch and transferred to a school for witches, and so far she's no good at it. But she's taken under the wing by the Red Three, three Black witches and the most powerful witches at the school. Thalia, a greenwitch, Iris, a deathwitch and Jailah, the most powerful witch at school, want to end the curse that's plaguing their town, and want Logan's help to do it.

Every year, there's a Haunting Season during which wolves come out of the swamp and kill people. The witches can protect people, to some extent, but the Red Three want to end the Haunting Season once and for all.

This book has a total of 6 POV's, which can make it confusing but I think it worked well. All the characters were interesting, but there wasn't enough space to flesh them all out as much as I would have liked. Still, I think the story was great, and would recommend it. There's not much focus on romance, but Jailah is a lesbian which is why I included it on this list.

Other books by this author: The Witchery is her first book

Upcoming books: another book is expected to be released in 2023. I have no idea what this book is about

Let me know if there are specific recommendations you'd like me to cover next time, I think I'll make more posts like these because it's lots of fun. Also, if you've read any of the books I recommend and want to talk about it, let me know, because I don't have a lot of people to talk about my favorite books with

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#book recommendations #queer books #poc books #qpoc books #This Poison Heart #This Wicked Fate #Kalynn Bayron #The Jasmine Throne #the Oleander Sword #Tasha Suri #The Witchery #S Isabelle #the Sunbearer Trials #Aiden Thomas #Afterlove #Tanya Byrne

[alastairstom]

What do you think is on everyone’s Christmas wish list this year (core characters in TLH+ Wessa)?

I love this!

London Shadowhunter Wishlist, Circa Christmas 1904

Will Herondale -> Limited first edition of Dickens' unfinished book, The Mystery of Edwin Drood. Tessa finds it at Cecil Court for a hefty sum for both of them.

Tessa Herondale -> A romantic trip with her wonderful husband. He takes her South to Spain or Italy to escape the cold London weather, and they spend a glorious week basking on beaches and exploring coastal towns.

Matthew Fairchild -> A new luggage set, because his old one is wearing out and he, his partner, and Oscar still have SO much of the world to see. Henry makes him a set that's equipped with tracking technology that he invented because Matthew is prone to losing things.

Alastair Carstairs -> He always makes a big show of not wanting anything for Christmas, because he doesn't care about gifts. But Thomas knows that he secretly likes receiving pretty things, so he gifts him with a new dagger in a glass case.

Thomas Lightwood -> A new journal because his old one is filling up. Alastair makes him one by hand, using a leather cover. He scrawls "kheli ashegetam" on the cover in Persian.

Grace Blackthorn -> To see the love of her life again (she never will, and Christmas is an eternal reminder of the anniversary of his death.) But Alastair, the best big brother in the universe to her, knows of her grief and takes her out to a science museum a couple of days before or after Christmas. It's not much, but it gets her mind off things.

Cordelia -> A nice new chess set. James gets her a hand-carved one from a local market, and they install it in their games room.

#these are the ones i have ideas for <3 #thank you #will herondale #tessa gray #wessa #matthew fairchild #alastair carstairs #thomastair #grace blackthorn #cordelia carstairs

[rhiannons-bird]

Guys guys I need help with Lightwood fancasts

I need them for editing so I want to get someone of whom there’s actual footage available. I looked long and hard and the best I could come up with are Douglas Booth and Daniel Sharman. I’ve seen Douglas used for both Thomas and Gideon, and I thought Daniel looks a bit like Thomas, like he’s cute in a Thomas way. But I’m not really sure cause they do look a bit similar in my head (like they both have slightly softer facial features than the other Lightwoods, idk if anyone else has that as well) and obviously neither of them are truly perfect.

Daniel Sharman

Douglas Booth

The one thing I won’t budge on is my recent discovery of Robert Pattinson as Gabriel- I never would’ve expected this but apparently he was in a few period films I think he embodies the sullen victorian teenager vibes so well, look:

#gideon lightwood #thomas lightwood #gabriel lightwood #faceclaim #fancast #the last hours #tlh #the infernal devices #tid #lightwood family

[carstairs-simp]

Can you imagine the amount of edits of Thomas Lightwood with SZA's big boy there would be if he was a movie/TV show character rather than a book one

#thomas lightwood #cassandra clare #shadowhunters #chain of gold #chain of iron #chain of thorns #the last hours #the last hours tlh #the shadowhunter chronicles #alastair carstairs #tsc characters #tsc #tlh #thomastair #chot