Charlotte: [about Baby James] How Do You Know He's Gonna Start Talking?

Totally agree

The one time I don’t want directors to follow the book is now I really don’t want to see Eddie or Stan die.

I swear i love jem over all the mortal things. He is the purest human being i know and how tragic is his story. Jem and Tessa's love for each through the years break me in pieces. How the make posible what seem impossible. To love and be loved more than a century with the same deepness.

jem pushed a hand distractedly through his dark hair. a lock of it was silver, the color of aluminum. he was looking over at tessa, and emma could see the expression in his eyes when he looked at her. the love that had never dimmed over a century.  

→︎ jessa throughout the years 

Tales from Shadow Hunter Academy and then I'd say Ghost os the shadow market.

Guys, what's the best TSC book?

I'll die with City of Glass, but I'm gonna guess the majority are gonna say Clockwork Princess.

Reblog if you love Cassandra Clare's books. I want to know how many Shadowhunters are on Tumblr.

Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.

Helen is exiled to Wrangel because it is necessary for the TDA plot. And yes, she is sent because being half-faery because the Clave is racist. We all know that. Cassandra knows that. She has said that the Clave may be the real villain in the series. Are you really complaining about a healthy family? Whoa

Casserole Chicken: I love gay people! Look at Malec and Heline! Also Casserole Chicken: *makes Alec biphobic* *gives Malec one mortal and one immortal child so Magnus and Max will live long past Alec and Rafael (the older brother in case you forgot)* *banishes Heline to Wrangel Island just because Helen in half-fae*

wow I can’t believe Ash faked his death again and took the ticket and is now living in Japan with his photographer husband and learning to live a happy, normal life. iconic. 👏🏽

Hi there, here a proud bisexual who loves TMI 

Almost like 90% of the TMI book stans who support and defend Cheapass Copycat are straight and white

The first and only person Kit ever says I love you to, his whole childhood, is his father. His father who left him to be “raised scrambling through the Shadow Market,” who basically neglected him unless he was being “very useful in [his] line of work”, with his “quick hands.” His father who, in Cassie’s own words, “didn’t love him”—not in the way he came to see the Blackthorns loved each other. His father who, as inadequate of a father he really was, was the only constant in his whole life, and who was eventually murdered, ripped apart in front of Kit’s own eyes. The only person he ever loved, didn’t really love him back, and then died. Kit, so clearly starved for love that the whole series he clings to any tiny moment of affection he receives, from Clary, from Tessa, from Emma, from Ty, was left with nothing and no one.

The second person he says I love you to is Ty. He clings to Blackthorns, and to Ty is particular, after his father dies, not because he thinks they need him, but because he needs them. He desperately wants someone to love and care for him, and so he does whatever he can to fill whatever role Ty needs in that moment, to keep Ty in his life. He never wanted to go along with Ty’s plan, he constantly hopes that it doesn’t work or that Ty will give up on the idea, but he goes along with it anyway, because he knows that if he doesn’t Ty will leave him behind and go off to do it by himself. In a moment of desperation Kit tells Ty that he loves him, hoping it will make a difference, hoping that somehow it will change things for Ty, but it doesn’t. Now, to be fair, Ty is in no place at that point to say it back, or even to really process what Kit is saying to him, but even so, Kit, who has never been loved in return by the only other person he’s expressed the feeling to, can only understand that Ty not saying it back, and not indicating in some way that Kit is important to him, is Ty basically confirming what his dad always did, which is that Kit, still starving for somebody, anybody, to love him back, has nothing and no one. Ty is mad with grief over Livvy, in middle of trying to literally bring her back from the dead, but all Kit is capable of feeling is that Ty not acknowledging his love in that moment is a sign that he never really cared about him at all. The only person he’s ever expressed this love to besides his own father essentially rejects him, and he’s so hurt and humiliated by it that he literally flees the continent without saying goodbye. Again, feeling like his love hasn’t meant anything to the person he gave it to, and he still has nothing and no one.

The third person he says it to is baby Carstairs. He holds her in his arms one night, rocking her quietly to sleep so that poor sleep-deprived Tessa and Jem can get a few hours of rest, and without even thinking, he just says it. He looks at her adorable, squishy little baby face, and he feels protective in a way he’s never felt before—he’s in the middle of promising her that he’ll do his best to be a good big brother, when he says it. It just slips out—it’s the easiest I love you he’s ever said, and maybe in part that’s because he knows she doesn’t really understand what he’s saying and so she can’t reject him. But she then suddenly grabs his finger in her tiny little fist, and he almost starts crying. He stops himself because it feels silly to cry when intellectually he knows this tiny baby has no idea what he’s just said or what she’s just done, but it’s the first time his love has really been received. She doesn’t want anything from him, she doesn’t need him to bend himself to fit into her life—to fill some kind of role. He doesn’t have to lie and steal, like he did for his father to be proud of him, or go along with a plan that went against every moral fibre of his being just so the other person wouldn’t leave him behind, like he felt he had to do with Ty. He just has to be himself and care for her in a way he’s always wanted to care for someone. It’s his chance to love someone and have them love him back, to have a family. It feels like acceptance, without expectation. He has something and someone, or at least the chance to have something and someone.

The fourth and fifth people he says I love you to are Tessa and Jem. He’s already felt it for a while, but never had the courage to say it. He can’t help but feel that he’ll be coldly rejected, or, more likely (but somehow even worst), that they’ll be kind and gentle and pitying as they tell him that they care for him but don’t quite love him. They’re so good to him, but considering his love has never really been met with love in return by anyone besides a baby that he might just be projecting his own desperation on to, he can’t help but feel unworthy of it. As kind as they are, how could they really love him? Why would they? And so he doesn’t say it, and in the end, they are the ones to say it first. They’re sitting at breakfast one morning, in their cozy little kitchen in Devon, and Kit makes some silly joke that is so insignificant he can barely even remember it after he’s said it, but Tessa finds it so funny that she chokes on her tea, and Jem stops in the middle of feeding the baby to affectionately ruffle Kit’s hair. Kit smiles teasingly at Tessa and says that the joke really wasn’t his best work and he sort of judges her for finding it so funny. She grins back and counters, “It’s a wonder we love you so much, considering how much you make fun of us.” Kit’s stomach drops. “ What?” He chokes out. Jem laughs along with Tessa and ponders, “Is it a parent thing? To love someone even when they make terrible jokes and insult you?” Tessa smiles and nods and they go back to what they were doing before, as though they’ve just had a light conversation about the weather and haven’t just dropped a bomb on Kit’s whole life. He’s quiet for a moment and then, before he can stop himself, the words burst out of him.

“You love me?” Jem and Tessa look at him teasingly, evidently about to make some kind of joke, but stop short when they realize how serious Kit is. Tessa immediately grabs his hand from across the table, and Jem turns to face him. “Of course we do.” Tessa says. She whispers it but there’s something in her voice. It’s the same tone she uses when she talks about James and Lucie, or when she’s with the baby. A fierce tone filled with the kind of love he’s always wanted and never could have. Jem then grabs him solidly by the shoulder and Kit can see the expression in his eyes matching the tone of Tessa’s voice. Neither of them say anything else, but Kit knows that they’re telling the truth.

This time he really does start crying, and before he has the chance to feel embarrassed about it, they pull him into the tightest, warmest hug he can remember ever receiving. At some point, he sniffles and mutters that he loves them too. He feels like a child as he says it, but he can’t bring himself to feel embarrassed about it anymore. They both kiss him on the forehead, and as they pull away, he sees that Tessa has been crying as well, and Jem’s eyes are quickly filling with his own tears.

He’d thought, for a while, that they’d asked him to live with them because they were trying to somehow re-create a bond that they’d had with their own lost Herondale. That they’d wanted him to be like Will somehow. And he knew that it was their loyalty to Will and his family that had brought them together in the first place, that had made them search for his mother and eventually for him, but he realized now that somewhere along the way they’d grown to love him for himself. He didn’t have to bend to fit a role in their life. He could be himself, and they loved him for it.

Kit eventually insists that he’s done being sappy for the rest of his life and that they should go back to eating breakfast, without any more crying. Tessa and Jem oblige.

Breakfast continues; Tessa, Jem, and Kit discuss their plans for the day as the baby gurgles away happily, completely unaware of what’s just happened, but smiling toothlessly at Kit anyway, as though she understands somehow. It feels like home. Like family. Like love. And Kit knows that he isn’t alone anymore.

Fanfic: So they’re getting along really well.

Me: Aww that’s nice.

Fanfic: But get this.

Me: Yeah

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