Kit Herondale

Cookie addict

[aratilightwood]

A descendant of the first heir, with shadowhunter blood.

A boy born of faeries, demons and angels. A new aspect of the shadow world.

What was the true extent of their abilities? To cause chaos and destruction to the world?

What insurmountable evil would be unleashed onto the land of faerie?

It was known that this would bring forth the wicked powers.

[dru-and-ash]

TWP is gonna be chaotic…

[dru-and-ash]

Masterlist Part 1

300 Days Of Ash

Day 9: Since almost all my theories and writing is connected to Ash

Theories

Ash’s Demonic Runes/His Connection with Annabel

Ash, Seelie Queen’s Illness and Sebastian

Lady Nerissa & Seelie Queen (before QoAaD came out)

After QoAaD came out

TWP Swords Theory

Flower Cards TWP Endgame Theory

Ash’ Flower Card Theory/part 2 for Flower Cards

Thule Jace/Kit & Annabel/Livvy 

Ghost Livvy Theory

TEC#3 Theory

Black Volume Theory

Mini Theories/Predictions

Annabel & Eva Blackthorn Theory (before QoAaD came out)

TWP Parabatai

Was Ash planned earlier in TMI?

My Fics/Headcanons

Morgenthorn

Morgenthorn First Kiss

Morgenthorn First Date

More Morgenthorn

Ash & Baby Carstair (before gotsm came out)

Kit & Mina

That long fic I want to continue(yes even I have one of these)

These are the ones I found by checking my tags so far but I am sure there are more that’ll just pop up when I won’t be looking for 🤣

[upsidedown-cats]

Kit’s Family: Chapter One

Thanks for the prompt, @kittymalechalinethomastair!

Being Loved

As Kit picked up his sister, he immediately felt more calm, like some kind of tv show where you could see the tension ease off the character’s shoulders. For the past couple of weeks, holding Mina was one of the only times Kit actually felt relaxed. Especially when Tessa and Jem were gone, which they were now.

Kit felt bad just thinking that. He didn’t actually want Jem and Tessa to be gone- after all, he did love them. He hadn’t said that, of course- He could barely admit it to himself. In his whole life, he had only ever said I love you to two people, and both rejected him. His father had snapped to never say that again Kit, love is a weakness, and Ty… Don’t think about Ty.

So no, he was not planning on telling either of them how he felt. What he did plan to tell them was the thing that was making it hard to relax. Logically, it would be easy. Just say the two words. I’m pansexual.  Plus a whole lot of explaining after that. But still, not that hard.

But it wasn’t just saying the words. It was almost the same as saying I love you, now that he thought about it. Being vulnerable, and waiting to see how they would react. Telling someone that he loved them was the closest Kit had ever gotten to coming out, and if they responded badly, he might lose a family for the third time.

Looking done at Mina, his little sister that he also loved, but who didn’t know what it meant to disapprove. She was just happy as long as she was safe. And he was safe with her. Which gave him an idea. Shifting her in his arms, he glanced at the clock. Tessa and Jem wouldn’t be home from shopping for another hour, so he decided to just go for it, no matter how stupid he would seem to anyone else. No one would be there.

“Min-Min, there’s something I need to tell you. Now, I’m not sure how you’ll react, but I promise- Oh, goodness, this is hard. Okay, trying again. It’s not a bad thing- well, you might think differently but I’m not-  You see, the thing is- I-” Kit took a deep breath.

“Okay,” he tried to stop his hands from shaking. Only two words. “I’ve never said this to anyone before, but it’s important to me for you to know this, because I- I want to stay here. I want to be with you guys. So here it is.” Another deep breath.

“I’m pansexual.” There. He did it. Well, sort of, but that was the first time he had ever said those words out loud, and some of the weight came off his shoulders. Now I just have to say it to them.

“Oh, Kit, is that what’s been bothering you?”

Kit almost dropped Mina, but kept her in his arms as he spun around. Jem and Tessa were standing in the doorway, looking like they had just got home. Kit looked at the clock again. They weren’t supposed to be home so soon. No, no, no, no, no, what am I going to do? What’s going to happen, how will they react, how- a million questions spun in his head.

Tessa interrupted his thoughts, her face relieved. “We knew something was wrong, but we didn’t know what, so I’m glad you’re okay.”

“Tessa,” Jem admonished. “He’s terrified.” Turning back to Kit, he continued. “It’s okay. We support you. And we’re sorry we were early to come home, so you couldn’t do it properly.”

“Oh, right. I forgot- Everything’s okay, Kit. We love you, and that won’t change. Maybe if you murder someone, but-“

“Tessa, stop that,” Jem said to his wife, who just shrugged unapologetically

Kit was relieved that they supported him, of course, but he barely registered that fact before Tessa said it. Said what Kit had thought he would never hear. We love you.

"You-You do? You love me?”

Both Tessa’s and Jem’s heads snapped towards him, surprised.

“Yes, Kit. We do.” And suddenly he wasn’t the unsure one, the one waiting for a response.

There was a half beat while Kit tried to process what she said. Then he burst into tears, prompting Tessa and Jem to wrap their arms around him, mindful of Mina.

Once Kit had stopped crying enough to talk, he managed to say, “I love you both too. Thank you- Thank you for giving me a family.”

Tessa kissed the top of his head, smiling against his blonde locks, and Jem ruffled his hair, and Kit felt at peace. He had a family now, and they loved him. He was loved.

[novokribrisks]

kit x ty b99 au pt 8 (jealous ty)

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7

Los Angeles’s best butcher shop is broken into and Kit has no choice but to turn to the LAPD. He gets more than what he bargains for.

decided to combine a prompt for “jealous ty” with this chapter just cos i couldn’t think of any other circumstance in which ty would act jealously…. so i hope this is what you want? though i’m terrible at writing jealousy so hopefully u like it!

something to think about

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Over the course of the weeks, he comes to learn a few facts. The first is that the Blackthorns are welcoming people. They don’t mind the fact that Kit has been coming over for the past few weeks to cook them dinner. Tavvy’s always delighted whenever Kit’s the one cooking because he especially likes his stew. And though Livvy’s initially hesitant on imposing on him, she says she can’t argue with that. It’s good stew. In fact, it’s gotten to the point where she even sends him a little text daily to ask him if he’s coming over for dinner or not. Most of the time he’ll say yes. It might be headlong, selfish, or maybe even just something he might regret in the middle of the night when he finds his thoughts held in the clutches of a certain soft-smiled detective, but Kit doesn’t care. Just to glimpse Ty peeking back at him smilingly from the inside of his sleek, black, finely tuned car every evening as he waits for Kit to close shop is enough for him.

The second is that family is… kind of nice. Kit’s not talking about the concept of family as he knows it, which is the eating-television-dinners alone and waiting-for-a-call-which-never-comes kind of arrangement that he and Johnny have. He’s talking about the warm kind. The communal kind. It’s a special kind of love that Kit has never experienced before. He has always thought of love as something to be worked for and earned, something that would eventually wane away one day when the initial excitement faded. He knows this through his past relationships. He has always had to dazzle his partners with witty remarks and winsome smiles to captivate their attention, and once he could no longer sustain this, they grew tired of him and discarded him. Even in him and his father’s relationship, Kit has been doing the dancing monkey act in front of him for years, in the hopes that one day Johnny might turn to look at him, but he never did.

The idea of family here, in the Blackthorn house, is magnified and blossomed. Here, love is not the careful currency that Kit envisions it in his mind to be, something to be doled out sparingly on a good performance. Instead it’s generous. Freely given. He has only known them for a short period of time — the only thing he has done for them is cook them a meal every now and then — and yet it manifests itself in little things, like in the way that they all huddle on the sofa during horror movie night, as per Dru’s order, jumping at the scares and covering their eyes at particularly gory scenes. Livvy sees how Kit’s covering his eyes so much that he’s hardly watching the movie at all and she laughs and pokes fun of him gently. Tavvy butts in to say, “Weren’t you the most confident out of all of us in the beginning?” And Kit will sink lower into his seat, cheeks burning in mortification, mumbling good-humoredly that Tavvy can take that attitude and shove it up — somewhere. Like in the way that when Dru visits a new bakery that opened downtown, she doesn’t just buy bread for her family, she gets some for Kit too. Like in the way that Livvy notices a hole in Kit’s shirt and offers to mend it for him. She gets out a needle and thread and she squints hard through her glasses for several minutes, trying to manoeuver the thread through the eye of the needle. Like… in the way that Ty helps him with the dishes after dinner every night. He takes the half-sudded plates from Kit’s unwilling hands and tells him, gently, without looking at him, that he can take it from here.

(And, of course, that CD. It sits at his beside table alongside his clay bust. It’s still in the same quality it was in when it came out of the packaging. Kit doesn’t dare to touch it in fear of damaging it.)

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[phobidawg]

Of Sisters and Starlight

Some Kitty for these dark times, because they also need more fluffy fanfic. Post Lord of Shadows (spoilers), where Kit and Ty are stargazing and thinking about Livvy. 

Word Count- 929

“Ty?”

The cool ocean breeze caressed Kit’s cheeks as he looked at the silhouette on the roof. The midnight blue sky was sprinkled with stars. Their light illuminated Ty as he nodded once, instead acknowledgement of Kit’s presence. Cautiously, Kit made his way over to Ty, who was perched precariously on the edge of the roof. His legs dangled over the side, and the sudden thought of Ty falling over the side made Kit’s stomach lurch in anxiety. 

Kit settled down next to him, their shoulders barely touching. Kit was hyper aware of Ty’s shoulder against his. Ignoring this, he turned into the restless crash of the waves. Their erratic rise and fall mimicked that of his heart. “Don’t be ridiculous.” Kit chided himself.

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[peaceoutofthepieces]

the way you numbed all the pain

A/N: Takes place directly after the events of LoS. Any chance of any of it being near canon has already been shut down with just the snippets, but I started it right after reading LoS when it came out and only finished it now. Cross posted on AO3.

~^~

Kit was staring at Magnus when the warlock blinked his eyes open about ten minutes after Diego and Kieran had left. He looked at Kit curiously for a moment before raising a hand, rubbing his temple. “The similarity is unnatural until you take in the eyes,” he muttered, pushing himself up until he was sitting properly on the sofa. “What did I miss?”

Kit shrugged, wondering the same thing himself. “Everything I did. I’ve been in here since before the meeting started.” He tried not to feel bitter about it; this would’ve been the first time he’d witnessed any type of official shadowhunter business; the first time he would have gotten a chance to see if his father was actually right about some shadowhunters, if the descriptions matched others where they didn’t with the Blackthorns.

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[kingneiljosten]

Comfort

The table was silent. Everyone was eating there food and no one was looking at Ty, except for Kit. The Blackthorn’s had tried to have a nice meal for Ty’s birthday but the first without Livvy was becoming too painful to bare. Cristina was trying to make pleasant conversation with Mark and Emma but the words came out dead. Julian sat at the table head in his hands his meal untouched. Emma leant over to whisper something to him and with a sigh he scrapped some of the food into his mouth.

Ty hadn’t said a word the whole meal, in fact he hadn’t moved since taking the seat next to Kit. His eyes were just fixed on the plate not really looking at the food just trapped in a situation he wanted out of. He had told Kit the night before he didn’t want anything for his birthday, that he didn’t want anything for his birthday ever again. But when you have a family around you that love you dearly they weren’t going to let your sixteenth pass without some recognition. Kit just hated seeing the pain etched into ever line of Ty’s face, the way his frown had deepened and his jaw had locked in place. This was agony for him.

“I think we’re done with dinner,” Julian said weakly. He stood stiffly collecting the plates up and making his way from the room. Emma followed him. Kit almost rolled his eyes, the two of them had almost completely given up the pretence of their non-existent relationship in the aftermath. Which meant they were happier despite everything. But today was not a day for rolling eyes. Kit glanced at Ty again seeing his arm shifting slightly at his side. There was a light tapping on the table, a strict rhythm beating out over and over again.

In the other room there was a crash and a curse from Julian. Dru sat opposite wiping her face as a couple of tears had escaped. Grief was painful, Kit knew that but he couldn’t help but feel like an intruder. This was a family in mourning, and they’d be in mourning from now on. Only problem he had was that he hadn’t known Livvy long enough, sure they’d shared a hasty kiss that meant nothing but he didn’t know her. He couldn’t even say what her favourite colour was. But Ty had asked him to be there, and that had decided everything for him. He had suggested missing it but Ty had clamped down on that idea.

Julian re-entered looked round the room and said, “Cake’s coming.”

It was a declaration that woke up the table slightly. Even Diana perked up and she looked almost as miserable as Julian had. Emma entered with a cake shaped suspiciously like a book with sixteen candles flickering away. A rousing chorus of ‘Happy Birthday’ was attempted but fell flat almost like a funeral dirge. The cake was right in front of Ty but he still didn’t move. Candles were dripping wax onto the icing but Ty didn’t move.

Then he lifted one hand up from his lap and pushed the cake away. His hand was quivering and so were his lips. Without thinking Kit reached out and placed his hand on top of Ty’s. Grey eyes met his and Kit could see the tears swimming ready to tip over. Ty laced his fingers into Kit’s and Kit squeezed, he had to feel it, really feel it.

“Can I go now?” Ty whispered his voice so vulnerable Kit wanted to hug him there and then. To grip him tight and not let go, let him know that the world may have lost a warrior but heaven had gained an angel. That he would be there for him forever if necessary because Livvy wasn’t going to be. No one replied to Ty so he leant over to Kit and rested his head on his shoulder. Kit wrapped his arms around him tight aware that everyone was watching but let them watch, he wasn’t going to be ashamed to comfort his boyfriend, not that any of them knew that. Ty shook with sobs and Kit just stayed there letting them shake him too.

[mitsuhamiyamizi-deactivated2021]

the same beautiful thing. | May 2020

RATING: Teen. Swear words. 

IDEA: @bookish-mind​

WORD COUNT: 1927

TIME: 113 minutes

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Kit Herondale, has, admittedly, always had a bit of a thing for Christmas. 

He’s always thoroughly enjoyed it. Back then, it was a thing for the crowds— large crowds, busy people, easy to steal from. Now— well, now, he has other reasons. The doors of the little shop are wide open as he rifles through the shelves. 

Ty stares at him. “Are you sure this is legal?” 

Kit stops. 

Turns to Ty. 

“It is most certainly not.” 

He goes back to the shelves. After a minute or two, Kit returns, bearing two pairs of ice skates. He holds a pair out to Ty, who accepts it with a raised eyebrow. 

“So is date night the ice skating or the felony?” 

There’s a rustling outside. Kit tenses for a second, before remembering that the two of them are glamoured. As he turns his head back around, he catches sight of Ty’s face, glowing in the moonlight. The sharp angles of his features are bathed in a soft blue glow, his eyelashes bearing evidence of the rare snowy days in LA. 

Ty turns back, gray eyes soft, and Kit almost melts right there. He’s ethereal. Ethereal, with his moonlight glow and the stark contrast between the black of his hair and the white of the snow. 

He’s so lost in the way Ty looks, lost in the way his lips move and his hair moves with the cool winter breeze. So lost, in fact, he doesn’t hear Ty speak. “…aren’t you?” 

“What?” 

“I said, you are going to pay for that, aren’t you?” 

“Oh.” 

Kit fumbles for his wallet, fishes a twenty out, and slaps it into the counter. “And the date is the ice skating, not the felony.” He knows he’s smiling stupidly, but he really doesn’t care. Just Ty’s being here is enough to drive him mad. 

He grabs the skates and leaves the shop, closing the door behind him. The rink closes early on Christmas, which is understandable, so yes, the two of them are technically breaking and entering, but he paid for it. And they took out a nest of demons there the week before, so. His crime is warranted. 

Ty’s pulling on the skates as quickly as he can, and Kit feels a rush of love. He’d had a feeling that Ty would like something like this— something active, outdoors, just the two of them. Quiet. Peaceful. He pulls on his skates slowly. 

Neither of them have ever ice skated before, but Kit holds true that shadowhunter reflexes would make them both great at it. It’s definitely making Ty great at it. He’s already on the ice, slowly edging towards the center of the rink. He looks up at Kit, and does a tiny spin, opening his arms and beckoning him towards the rink. 

Kit forgets how to breathe. 

He stands up shakily and slowly makes his way to the ice. He can hear Ty calling out to him, encouraging things like “come on” and “it’s not that bad” and “you can do it”. 

And he believes them. 

He shouldn’t, but he does. 

And so, the first thing he does when he gets on to the ice is fall. 

Ty laughs, skates over like a goddamn professional, and reaches out a hand to help. Kit accepts, grumbling. “Why are you so damn good at everything.” Ty laughs again, and Kit takes a moment to revel in the sound of his laugh, the wide beauty of his smile, the warmth of his hands as they take Kit’s. When he lets go, Kit pouts. 

Ty smiles again. God, that smile. 

He skates backward for a second, then does a little spin. Kit stares. “I swear to god, if you’ve got an agility or balance rune or something.” 

Ty shakes his head. “Pure talent.” 

“That has to be a lie.” 

“Talent.” 

Kit groans. “You’re so perfect.” 

Ty smiles and takes both of Kit’s hands. The snow has stopped and a light breeze carries a chill through the air. Kit shivers. “I’ll help,” Ty says. “I’ll guide you. Just come with me and don’t lean too far.” 

Kit releases a breath. This is a possibility. He can do this. T

y skates backwards a foot. Kit follows. Ty moves to the side. Kit follows. And so it goes, on and on, until they’re at the middle of the rink. They stop, and then slowly, carefully, surely, Ty lets go of Kit’s left hand, and Kit takes a small step forward. His skates shift. The wind blows a small gust. 

And in a second, Kit is wobbling and on the floor, pulling Ty down with him. Ty seems to think it’s hilarious. He’s laughing so hard, his eyes squeezed shut. And all Kit can think is that he’d rather have a different type of kiss as opposed to the kiss of the ice on his— well— everywhere. 

Ty gets up slowly, still laughing, and pulls his stele from the inside of his jacket. He traces runes on Kit’s arm: balance, agility. Kit frowns ostentatiously. “That’s mean.” But he doesn’t mean it. God, it doesn’t even sound like he means it, because Ty is leaning over him, knees bracketed around Kit’s hips, with Kit’s sleeve pushed back and Ty’s warm hands on his hands and fuck it he’s so weak. 

Suddenly, there’s a flash of a shadow behind Ty’s head. 

Kit grabs him by the arm and pulls him down. He grasps for a dagger at his belt, and upon finding one, throws it, hard. Ty lifts his head, confused, and just as he’s about to say something, a tentacle falls to the floor with an ugly thump. And maybe it’s the runes or the fact that he’s doing it out of necessity, but when he gets up, Kit doesn’t stumble once. 

Because. Well. This? This is absolute bullshit. 

Another tentacle sweeps through the air, making a vague grab for anything alive, only to be dismembered by Ty. Kit pulls the seraph blade from his belt. 

“Uriel,” he whispers. The blade comes to life. 

He remembers when he’d first started training, when Jace had likened the weapon to holding a live wire in your hand, a writhing snake of electricity that pulsed with energy. 

He takes one long look at the dark eyes of the demonic squid and launches the blade forward. It hits dead center, and the demon dissipates. 

He’s about to turn back around when there’s another loud hiss. 

“You’re kidding me.” 

Three more tentacled demons are crawling towards them, leaving a slimy trace behind. Kit pulls out a sword. Ty stares at him. “Where did you pull that from?” Kit shrugs, trying to look indifferent, but inside, he’s positively beaming. “Pockets,” he says, and weighing the hilt in his hand, he charges. 

His first order of business is to not die, he thinks, a good goal. 

But alas. 

“Stupid fucking squid!” He yells. 

“You should have stayed in the ocean where you belong!” 

The squid lets out a loud, dull sound. Kit sighs. “My papa ain’t no supermodel either, honey, but you always have to see the best in yourself, right?” 

The squid swings a tentacle around. Kit slashes it. “Look, buddy, I’m just trying to be friendly here, okay?” Another slash. As he’s going for another tentacle, another tentacle grabs the sword and throws it aside. 

Kit swears. 

There are about three more seraph blades stored in his belt. That’s it. He grabs one and does a wide turn, skating underneath a particularly adventurous tentacle, stopping only once to glance back over and check on Ty. Ty is electric. Kit has to physically pull himself away to focus. 

Another tentacle shoots out. Kit groans. 

“I wanted one night! One puny little night!” The tentacle is slashed. “I just wanted one night of being normal, and I thought, okay, ice skating rink, can’t go wrong here, but noooo! You just had to bust in with your ugly tentacled ass! Do you have any fucking idea how disrespectful—” 

The demon lets out a large rumbling sound, and Kit seizes the opportunity to launch a seraph blade into its ugly body. Then, with a shrieking hiss, it dissipates. Kit turns back around. Ty’s sitting down on the ice, elbows on his knees. Kit skates over. He falls to his knees, and without a second thought, the two of them turn to each other, checking for injuries, drawing iratze after iratze for all the minor cuts and bruises. 

Finally, they pull back from each other, adrenaline pumping, the cold air forcing a dry breath into their faces. There’s a second of silence. The wind whistling, the rustling of bushes, the distant honk of a car. 

Kit clears his throat. “Look, I’m so sorry— I didn’t mean for any of this to happen— I just— I wanted something nice, and look what I’ve done, both our date and Christmas ruined, and I—” He looks up, and Ty’s grinning. What. “Ty, please—” 

He’s stopped when Ty takes his face in his hand. Kit’s face flushes. He’s about to start speaking again when Ty’s voice cuts in. “You have nothing to be sorry for.” Kit raises an eyebrow, but Ty continues. “You saved my life. And the way you fought— and skated, like you’ve been training your whole life— you fought so beautifully, like a real warrior—” 

Ty suddenly stops. He’s flushed red. 

Kit stares for a second before it dawns on him. Oh. Oh. 

He grins. “You think me being all warrior-like is hot?” 

Ty sits back on his heels and covers his face. “By the angel, why.” 

“No, no, really? Is that really what you think?” 

Ty shakes his head, standing up, and offers a hand to Kit. “I can’t believe I just stoked your Herondale ego. I’m never going to hear the end of this, am I?” 

Kit smiles even wider. “Probably not,” he says, leaning in for a kiss. 

He admires the way Ty’s lips are soft, and how his hands are warm and how, after all this time, kissing Ty isn’t like fire anymore. It feels soft, mellow, beautiful. It feels like home. Ty breaks away, plants a small kiss on Kit’s nose, and pulls him back towards the shop. The two shed their skates, don their shoes, and head home, Kit’s head on Ty’s shoulder. 

He looks around at the city around them. He recognizes places, places where he used to hide, old homes of past customers, people he’s stolen from. He looks around, taking in the rare cold of LA, taking in Ty’s warmth by his side. 

He silently thanks Jem for the impeccable training. 

When they get back to the Institute, they’re greeted with acclaim (Dru) and hot chocolate (Julian). And after a quick washing up, they’re all curled up by the fire with mugs in their hands. 

Kit recounts the story to everyone, with Ty occasionally popping in to fix his exaggerations. And then the night’s over, and they go to bed. 

The next Christmas, though, the story makes a return. Kit recounts it again, with Dru adding in unnecessary details, and at this point, Ty’s really given up correcting the exaggerations. 

The year after, and the year after, and the year after, they all sit by the fire with their mugs of hot chocolate, as Kit recounts a story that they’ve all heard before. 

(Safe to say, though, it changes every time.)

 And the years after, it’s the same thing. 

The same beautiful thing. 

A family of warriors, and a lost little boy.

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thank you so much for reading!! this is an idea from @bookish-mind that was insanely fun to write. i’m honestly the worst at writing fights/romances, so i’m very sorry. this sorta sucks. i know. anyway, enjoy! (i take prompts.) (takes a while, though.)

[bijemcarstairs]

ok so.. kitty college au headcanons that maybe someday i´ll turn into a fic:

ty majors in something very technical, like engineering, but he also loves nature. so biotech, i say (yes im very biased)

kit is in humanities ofc. he has never been one to bite his tongue on things he cares about, so im gonna wild and say law

just as livvy

ty would have preferred to stay home and live off campus but he agreed to live on the dorms as long as livvy is his roommate (idk how college dorms work ok)

kit starts going to their room when him and livvy have to work on a project together

one time ty happens to be there and kit is of course unable to function from the moment he sees him

ty doesn’t realize it but he works even better with the sound of kit’s voice reading in the background

kit works his way into being livvy’s permanent project partner so he keeps coming and gets distracted every time ty comes running in and out of the room in his lab coat because he forgot something.

but he also does like working with livvy, that girl is always stressed, but he manages to relax her with his jokes and make her laugh (this makes ty happy too while softly smiling at kit)

sometimes when ty is studying he starts explaining the information to them. he just recites everything about algae life cycles with his eyes fixed on a spot on the wall and his hands moving around and kit is. mesmerized.

one time livvy is out when they were supposed to study, so kit is left waiting in the room. he gets bored so he’s starts looking at the stuff in the room: livvy’s programming books (she had told him how she wasn’t sure about law anymore); handwritten notes in post-its, color organized (kit reads them with a smile, how half of them are reminders for livvy written by ty); ty´s collection of bird feathers, which he runs a hand along to; photos of the twins on the beach, he’s fixed to the way the sun lands in ty’s skin and in his eyes, when ty comes out of the shower wearing only a towel around his waist.

it is pretty awkward. kit is dying inside. until he gets a call from a friend of livvy telling him she’s drunk and he must come get her. of course ty comes too.

they get to this party and start searching for livvy but get a little bit lost in a game of truth or dare. ty refuses to kiss a girl when he’s dared to. kit is about to answer ‘who in this room would you like to kiss?’ when he spots livvy. they carry her across campus and she’s talking A Lot. once they get her in the bed she goes ‘thank you kitty cat’ she babbles ‘my brother has a crush on you y'know?’ before falling asleep.

[tiberiusblackthot]

TO EVERYONE WHO SAYS TY DOESN‘T LOVE KIT IN TDA

1. He touches him excessively ☑

[Ty] held out his hand […] Ty’s fingers were cool and careful as he took hold of Kit’s arm to steady it.

[Ty’s] hand was gripping his shoulder, hard

Ty was sitting on him as casually as if Kit was a sofa

[Ty] was wedged in beside him and Livvy on a love seat too small for the three of them

“I think it’s time for you to get your first real Mark,” said Ty […] Ty was standing behind him, his stele out, his eyes bright. “Your dominant hand is your right,” he said, “so put that one out, toward me.”

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[tthicctae]

ok but imagine:

- kit staying up at night to help ty overcome nightmares about livvy - kit being ty’s watson always - ty introducing kit to more ways of the shadowhunters - ty training kit - the training ending up in make out sessions - kit and ty baking cakes together - ty making cookies for kit - kit taking ty to an animal shelter for his birthday - ty, in turn, teaching kit coding and stuff - “wait, ty, how does this work” “oh my god kit, i’ve told u this a thousand times” “sorry” - ty calling kit christopher - the forehead touch™ - kit and ty waking up after their first time - kit watching ty wake up, all adorable and sleepy headed - “kit what-” “shhh you’re so pure” - just kit and ty being happy and blissful together ((feel free to add more!!))

[god-in-jeans]

there's a point when you read so many fanfics and you can't remember what's canon and what's not, like they're magicians but they go to high school??? they're soulmates or enemies??? or both??? they're assassins but they have a coffee shop??? they kissed or don't??? are they even alive???

[tiberiusblacktorn-deactivated20]

kit & ty + the wicked powers

[whisperthorns]

List of Kitty scenes in QOAAD

Scenes marked * are mostly smaller moments that I like and might not necessarily be from Kit’s pov either but kinda have to do with Kit x Ty.

1. Ty waking up after Livvy’s death: pg 32 - 34

2. *Before the funeral, “A moment later Kit was downstairs…..shoulders relaxed slightly.”: pg 46

3. Livvy’s funeral: pg 50 - 52

4. *Ty climbing up the pyre: pg 60 - 61

5. After Livvy’s funeral, the necromancy talk: pg 73 - 78

6. *wholesome potato chips scene: pg 108

11. Ty walking in while Dru and Kit talk about him + Ty being introduced to uber: pg 170 - 172

7. Eating chips on the beach + Ty giving Kit his first witchlight rune-stone: pg 115 - 120

8. *Kit excited about going to shadow market: pg 153

9. *Aline: “You’re the one glued to his side.”: pg 154

10. *Kit teaching Dru how to pick locks (i’m a sucker for this friendship) + kinda talking about Ty: pg 169 - 170

12. Kit and Ty visiting the shadow market: pg 187 - 192

13. Kit and Ty on the roof, “You seem sad” + TY BRUSHING KIT’S HAIR AWAY FROM HIS FACE (this scene killed me): pg 204 - 206

14. Library scene, Mark, Kieran, and Christina packing + Mark saying “You’re the one he wants.” (killed me btw): pg 237 - 241

15. Jaime’s arrival scene: pg 249 - 253

16. Kit and Ty on the roof 2.0 + “The feeling of his own heart turning over was now so familiar that Kit didn’t question it or what it meant.” (this killed me too) + WHOLESOME WINDOWS SCENE: pg 272 - 275

17. *“Drusilla Blackthorn, meet Uber.”: pg 295

18. *“You are so forked.” + our iconic trio content: pg 310 - 311

19. Meeting Shade + “I would never let anything hurt Ty.”: pg 320 - 325

20. MY FAV SCENE: Kit and Ty on the beach + WHOLESOME HUG (“When Ty leaned into him with a sigh, he felt like he’d won a race he didn’t know he was running.”) 😭❤+ KIT BASICALLY DYING OVER TY: pg 350 - 352

21. *“Kit, who was sitting beside him, tentatively put his hand over Ty’s where it lay on the table.” (jUST KILL ME OKAY???? WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT😭): pg 522

22. Kit on the beach without Ty + talking to Shade aka Ragnor + “Ty’s not my shadow.”: pg 540 - 543

23. Kit and Ty on the roof 3.0 + reading livvy’s letter + “I love you, I love you, I love you Let him hear it, let him believe it and let go.” 😭😭: pg 561 - 563

24. *“He saw Ty and Kit standing a little apart from the others; Ty had his head tipped back, as he often did, and was pointing at the stars.” (so soft): pg 581

25. *Kit thinking about parabatai + talking to jace: pg 603 - 605

26. *Kit and Dru talking about Ty: pg 606 - 609

27. Kit and Ty visiting Shade + Dru joining them + “Kit remembered hearing somewhere that it was soothing to rub circles on someone’s back, so he did that. Ty’s breaths began to regulate.”: pg 623 - 629

28. *“Kit being the missing piece they had never known Ty needed, stealing a potato from Ty’s plate and making him smile.” (my heart): pg 633

29. Campfire scene + “To never being parted.” 😭😭: pg 668 - 670

30. Kit and Ty talking about going to the lake to raise Livvy (things are getting bad guys ugh): pg 672 - 674

31. Ty raising Livvy from the dead + Kit freaking out (+ me freaking out) + “I love you, Ty. I love you.” (i’m sad again don’t touch me): pg 682 - 689

32. “Are you ever going to talk to me again?” + Kit giving ty livvy’s necklace: pg 700 - 702

33. Magnus tying Kit and Ty up + “I thought you cared” + that one awful thing that made my baby ty cry + ghost livvy reappearing: pg 727 - 730

34. Kit and Ty going to the battle + “What are you doing?” aka the last thing Kit says to Ty before leaving (this is so painful i’m): pg 736 - 737

35. *“One of the Riders jerked and yelled, clasping at his arm. Ty’s slingshot, Kit realized, and felt a rush of reluctant warmth and a sudden stab of fear - what if he never saw Ty again?” (i’m depressed): pg 743

36. *“Tell Ty-”: pg 746

37. *Kit and Tessa talking about Kit’s lineage + kit moving in with tessa and jem + “..Julian driving him to the market and listening to him talk about Ty - even then he’d wanted to talk about Ty.” + “Now that he knew he meant nothing much to Ty, how could he live in the institute again?” (WDYM HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH YOU FOOL): pg 800 - 808

38. *Ty asking about Kit + talking to Magnus: pg 810 - 814

39. Kit watching Ty on the beach + “Remember him like this, Kit thought, happy and smiling.” aka when I decided i no longer want to be on this goddamn earth: pg 868 - 870

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tda + social media: ty kit and livvy

[tsc-living]

KitTy + Kisses

Here is a list of what Kit Herondale and Ty Blackthorn’s kisses will could be like:

(Based on the ages they will be in TWP)

Kit kissing Ty first and then having an epic ‘Oh shit bro my bad I’m gonna go’ moment and Ty grabbing his hand and telling him to stay, then after a moment Ty kisses him and Kit nearly falls backwards in shock.

Kit never surprise kissing Ty, always gently touching his arm, waist or shoulder first to let him know so that Ty isn’t overwhelmed by the sudden movement.

Ty on the other hand likes the look on Kit’s face when he kisses him out of the blue.

Kit watching Ty’s lips while he talks and Ty pausing to say ‘You want to kiss me don’t you?’ and when Kit nods he leans down and kisses him and then goes back to talking.

Kit introducing Ty to eyelash/butterfly kisses and making Ty smile. Ty then asks for butterfly kisses when they’re lying together or putting his cheek near Kit until he does it.

Ty likes the feeling of Kit’s cheek under his lips so he always kisses him there in greeting or goodbye, and gently rubs his lips on Kit’s cheek when they are close or alone together.

Kit kissing Ty to stop him talking when he is winning the argument, only for Ty to continue against his lips or pick up from right where he was interrupted when Kit pulls away

Ty kissing Kit in front of everyone for the first time and being really surprised by everyone’s incredulous looks 

’you thought Kit actually walked into a door and put bruises on his neck? That was me’ ‘Ty no! Tessa doesn’t need to know!’

Ty running his hands through Kit’s hair all the time because he likes how soft it is and the repetitive feeling, but it always makes Kit want to kiss him.

Kit saying ‘I love you’ after kissing and Ty always saying ‘I know’

Ty saying ‘I know you love me’ before Kit can say it the adding ‘And you know I love you’ when Kit pouts.

Ty holding Kit’s wrists above the bed so that Kit can’t be annoying (he’s tried to poke Ty or tickle him in the past)

Ty threatens to tie his hands up and doesn’t understand why Kit thinks this is a good idea. 

Both asking politely for a kiss (and not getting upset if/when the other person says no because they respect each other so much)

Kit gently moving one of Ty’s headphones and kissing beneath his ear when he wants attention because this is Ty’s favourite spot to be kissed

Ty making Kit stand on tiptoe to kiss him instead of ducking his head because he thinks its funny when Kit grumbles about it

Ty defeating Kit in every instance of training but Kit pulling him down and kissing him and saying ‘I win’ 

God they’re teenagers in love, they just want to kiss okay?

[dearbluestar]

I’m soft

[gwilymduck]

Wow.