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celias · 3 months
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Herondale family, The Shadowhunter Chronicles
“Every student, Shadowhunter and mundane alike, knew the name Herondale. It was Jace’s last name. It was the name of heroes.”
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wylanvnneck · 3 years
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↳ @writeforjordelia asked Cecily Herondale or Isabelle Lightwood?
“I will stay,” Cecily said. “I choose the war.”
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fcxhole · 4 years
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P.S. Richard Wagner to Eliza Wille, re: Ludwig II–1864 (Remember when you played Wagner for me? He’s an asshole, but this is something.)
It is true that I have my young king who genuinely adores me. You cannot form an idea of our relations. I recall one of the dreams of my youth. I once dreamed that Shakespeare was alive: that I really saw and spoke to him: I can never forget the impression that dream made on me. Then I would have wished to see Beethoven, though he was already dead. Something of the same kind must pass in the mind of this lovable man when with me. He says he can hardly believe that he really possesses me. None can read without astonishment, without enchantment, the letters he writes to me.
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celias-archieve · 4 years
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Tessa Gray, The Infernal Devices
❝I am not the one of us who has no heart.❞
Insp by @flowersqirl ♡
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oscar-fairchild · 3 years
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Opal’s Literature Family: June Claremont-Diaz
For Ana @rebravkas 💖
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ksheerja-inscribes · 4 years
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Enchanted
Song : Enchanted by Taylor Swift
Ship : Kit x Ty
For @bazsnow 
It was a whirlwind in the way their story began and happened. It all started that night in the basement of Johnny Rook's house. When Ty had gone there to try and help his brother. To search answers. To solve a mystery. But he hadn't known that he would meet someone there who would become just as important to him.
When he had gone to the basement, he had seen a figure moving around. Ty had immediately put a knife to the person's neck. When he had seen that it was a boy around his age, he had wondered what the boy had been doing there.
In the dark basement, he had sympathized with the boy who had to live in such a miserable-looking place. But when Ty had looked into the boy's eyes, all he could think was that he was enchanted to meet him.
All he had wanted to say, "I am enchanted to meet you." 
Shocked and confounded with his emotion, he had settled for asking who he was. 
Kit Rook.
Ty had wondered when he would be able to meet the boy again. The boy with golden hair and blue eyes. The boy who could simply be described as ethereal. Other-worldly.
This was his prayer that it was the very first page, not where the story line ends.
And then, he had found the boy at the entrance of the Institute. Looking wide-eyed and tired and scared. 
Ty had been elated when he had found that Kit would be living in the Institute and he had empathized with his sadness of loss of his father. He had stayed outside his door, just to let him know that if he wanted, he had someone to talk to.
Ty had thought Kit might dislike him, when he had not come out of his room till a long time or might find Ty bothersome or weird as everyone thought him to be but then after a while, Kit had come out, and Ty had got the chance to talk to him.
Since then, the playful conversation started. All the adventures that happened since, he held them close to his heart. All the memories, for Kit was a part of all of them.
When they had been leaving for the London Institute, he had been worried that Kit would not like to leave a city where he has lived for so long and he would leave them and when Kit had reassured him that he will be joining them, Ty had had a genuine smile on his face.
The night at the London Institute when Ty had held on to Kit, he had felt such peace in his arms. All Ty had wished was just to never let go. His mind had calmed down.
The only person who'd been with him and tried to understand him outside his family was Kit. After Livvy's death, Ty had been devastated. He had been determined to bring her back. He had asked for Kit's help then. Because he knew, Kit would be there to support him. Kit would be there, till Ty needed his help. And Kit had been there, until he hadn't. Ty had known that he had fallen in love. Ty had known he was in love with Kit. The boy on whose neck he had put a knife to, now he couldn't imagine ever letting someone hurt Kit.
Finding out that he lost the two people he loved had left him made him felt as if a knife was being plunged repeatedly into his heart.
And now, Kit was gone. And Kit had said he wished to have never met Ty.
Since then, Ty had woken up several nights, when he was at the Institute, pacing back and forth, wishing Kit to be at the door. Ty had wished that when he'd open up, Kit would say the same words that Ty had wanted to say all that time ago.
“Hey, I was enchanted to meet you.”
Ty wished that everything would go back to the way it was, even though he knew there was no way it would. With Livvy gone. With Kit gone.
At the Scholomance, one day Ty thought sitting in his room, "There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles at the same old tired, lonely place" Ty scoffed at his luck, “How different it could have been if Kit had stayed.” Although he had always wanted to go there, he couldn't deny the loneliness he felt. He had made a friend but it had always been hard for Ty to talk to new people, and it had been more harder since Kit had left him. When someone talked to him, his eyes would keep shifting from place to place leading people to think he was uninterested in the conversation.
A glimmer of hope appeared when Kit gave Ty his necklace. The heron necklace. They had started talking again since Ty sent a letter to Kit thanking him for his help. Now whenever he felt nervous, his hands reached out to the necklace at his neck.
Then there had come the war. Where Ty had finally been able to see Kit again. The shifting eyes and the vacancy in the heart vanished when he saw his face. Ty was shocked at all the emotions coursing through him. The anger, the relief, the elate and the love, all of it coming to him suddenly overwhelmed him that he left the room as soon as he saw Kit's silhouette making its way toward him.
They had eventually talked, where they had finally let out all that had been on their mind. Ty had definitely been more happier since they had talked out and started to spend time together.
The war had suddenly become more real. They had worked together on all of the missions to prevent the war and Ty was worried someone would leave him this time as well, like his father had, like Livvy had.
The war had been long and brutal, many were hurt severely but most had survived. Ty had walked around to see whether everyone he knew was alright or not. He had seen everyone but he couldn't see Kit, when suddenly there was someone in front of him.
Kit.
Kit was alright.
Kit was here.
Kit was looking at Ty with a tenderness and it gave him courage to ask what he had wanted to since so long.
"Can I kiss you?"
Kit's face was shining, his eyes glinted as he nodded and leaned in to kiss Ty.
They had been together since then and now, they were laying together in each other's arms.
Kit asked him, smiling and sleepily, "What are you thinking?"
Ty looked at him and said, "Just how we met and what my first thought then had been."
"What was your first thought? I have always wondered that. When you pressed a knife to my neck, I had still thought how beautiful you were. What did you think of the guy you were immediately ready to kill?" Kit started to look awake now and interested, even though he asked in an amused time.
"I told you, that was business." Ty replied and finally did what he had wanted to say all that time ago "And I all I had wanted to say was that I was enchanted to meet you."
Kit's face glowed with the happiness reflected in his grin as Ty leaned towards him to kiss him.
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thomaslightwood · 4 years
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@thomaslightwood → →
→ → @nicholas-zero-cox
I'm not abounding TSC fandom, y'all!! I still will post stuff about it but I really wanted a fence url 👁️ and I need a new fandom tbh and fence is just amazing
I will change it back to my boy Thomas for Chain of Iron, I can't stay away from TSC for long, after all.
Mutuals please sb?
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nabrizoya · 4 years
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With the recent rise in ‘tracking tags’, especially the ones for writers, I’ve decided to make a masterpost of all the tags you can use to tag your works so that other creators in the space can keep track. 
⭐ #usermanar (for Manar, @sultanah) 
⭐ #useriz (for Iz, @rangiskyoshis​)
⭐ #userteodora (for Teodora, @ghostlivvy​)
⭐ #writeremma (for Emma, @cecilyfightwood​)
⭐ #tuserannie (for Annabel, @ghostjessesgirl)
⭐ #tuserzey (for Zey, @evelyns)
⭐ #tuserlulu (for Lu, @lily-chen-deserves-better)
⭐ #tuserkeira (for Keira, @matthewainwright)
⭐ #userada (for Ada, @finnik)
⭐ #usertweety & #purplebass (for Tweety, @purplebass)
⭐ #usertijana (for Tijana, @lucieblckthorn)
⭐ #useropal (for Opal, @oscar-fairchild)
⭐ #tuserks (for Ksheerja, @truth-lies-hidden)
⭐ #tuseranushka (for Anushka, @halosthetic)
I’m sure I’ve left out a few users, because I do not know: 
if they track writing or only aesthetics/edits (and I wanted to keep this focused on the writing posts) and
if they do indeed track a tag
In case you are a TSC writer and track a tag of your own, kindly send an ask in the abovementioned format. I’ll add your tracking tag to this list for other writers to tag you in their excellent works. Or, if you want your tag removed for whatever reason, please let me know that too. 
Okay to reblog. However, do consider reblogging again if the list is revised or updated with new users and their tracking tags. 
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celias · 3 months
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Carstairs family, The Shadowhunter Chronicles
“You belong where you are loved.”
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celias · 2 months
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Christopher Lightwood, The Last Hours
“By the name of Lilith,” he drawled. "Hide the breakables. Hide the whole house. Christopher Lightwood is here.”
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celias · 2 months
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Herondale-Carstairs siblings, The Shadowhunter Chronicles
“James’s always been so quiet, so studious. Lucie was the impetuous one. Wilhelmina is adventurous. While Christopher is persuading. But all four of them are kind, good-hearted children.”
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celias · 3 months
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I’ve returned after a year, and I wanted to write fanfics and make you edits!
I’ll be writing fanfics from this prompt !
Fandoms I’ll be writing fanfics and making edits will be: TSC, Shadow and Bone, & Red White and Royal Blue (only making edits for RWRB, I don’t feel comfortable writing fanfic yet)!
All you have to do is reblog and follow me and check out last edit 🤍
Mutuals, boost? @luciehercndale @thomaslightwood @emmcarstairs @ghostjesse @aelingalathyinius @khaleesiofalicante @high-warlock-of-brooklyn @cecilylightwood @older-brother-kit @manonblackbeack @abigneignenn @oscar-fairchild 🤍
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celias · 7 days
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Mina Carstairs, The Shadowhunter Chronicles
“You know that when they christen a ship, they break a bottle of champagne against the forward bow. Your baby just gets the deluxe version. Imagine her voyage! Her life, I predict, will be full of wonders.”
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celias · 3 years
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Jesse Blackthorn, The Last Hours
“Only promise me one thing, if I do go, give us a happy ending will you? In your book?”
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celias · 3 years
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Lucie Herondale, The Last Hours
“Secret Princess Lucie only wishes to be kind, but Cruel Prince James is driven to cruelty because he simply cannot stand to see Princess Lucie best him again and again, in every domain,”
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fcxhole · 4 years
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For the first time that day, maybe for the first time that week, he could breathe without feeling his chest was pulling too tight.
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