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Life was hard.
That's what Kit had always been taught. Life wasn't easy. Only the rich and priveleged got to enjoy it, while the poor would always be left to scrounge for leftovers.
And to make it in this hard environment, Kit was told to steal.
His father taught him how. How to pick locks, how to slip so stealthily into a building that no one could catch him. He was an expert at "accidentally" running into someone, only for them to realize that their wallet was missing minutes later.
By the age of eight, Kit was still small enough for his father to push him into the vent of some rich dude's mansion so that he could steal valuables undetected.
As he got older, it got worst- he wasn't stealing only on his father's orders anymore. Now he was stealing anything that appealed to him, any item of value from whichever unlucky soul who were to walk by. He didn't need the fancy watch, or the golden pin- but next think he knew, Kit would be darting through an alleyway, a yelling businessman running after him.
And it was more than stealing. He was soon getting into all kinds of trouble- he was fighting in allyways, running away from burning buildings that he may or may not have caused. He'd spent more than one night in a dank prison cell.
At school, he was known as a "badboy" and seemed to be quite popular. But he didn't care to read anymore into it. He didn't care for school, it was simple as that.
It was widely known of Kit's preferences, and he'd often be seen at parties, sipping alcohol and making out with a person of either gender.
But it never went farther than that. Love wasn't real, Kit knew that. It was a figment that people manipulated to get what they want, and he wasn't going to fall for it.
It was one warm night, between swigs of alcohol and a particularly good-looking boy on his lap when he got the call.
He'd heard the words, loud and clear, echoing in his head. Your father is dead.
Dead.
At first, Kit almost felt relief- followed by a bit of guilt. Johnny was his father, he shouldn't be glad- and yet he was. He had never shown Kit even the smallest bit of compassion, and they'd very rarely done anything together that was outside of crime.
As he was still seventeen, it was the next day that child services came to pick him up.
Kit was sure he'd be sent to some orphanage, or into fostercare. He had no family or friends to take him in, and even if he did, who would want him? A criminal with a record far too long for someone so young, who didn't listen to rules and had no interest in changing.
So that's why it surprised him so much when he heard that a couple had agreed take him in. Friends on his mother's side, they said.
So he stoically allowed them to pack his things, push him onto the plane- and sent off to LA, where he would meet with these strange people who would willingly let him into their home.
But he never expected the Carstairs' to be such kind people- and he definitely didn't count on the Blackthorns, who just can't seem to comprehend the words leave me alone.
And eventually, maybe he'll think that maybe, just maybe, this new place will be home.
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CHRISTOPHER JONATHAN ROOK-HERONDALE
"This was never meant to work. You and me. I don't know how it has."
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TIBERIUS NERO BLACKTHORN
"I think you're interesting."
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LIVIA BLACKTHORN
"It's happening!! Emma, Emma look, they're holding hands-"
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DRUSILLA BLACKTHORN
"Oh look, it's an angsty blonde wannabe fuckboy. Haven't seen that before."
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ASH MORGENSTERN
"Look man, you can brood all you want but at some point you're gonna have to man the fuck up and go talk to them."
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JAIME ROCIO ROSALES
"You know what I do when I'm hurting? Drink half a keg of booze until the walls are spinning so hard I can't stand."
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( playlist )
i. white teeth teens - lorde
ii. 3am - halsey
iii. young dumb & broke - khalid
iv. cigarette daydreams - cage the elephant
v. chasing cars - snow patrol
vi. don't let me down - the chainsmokers
vii. sweater weather - the neighbourhood
vii. counting stars - onerepublic
viii. kids - mgmt
iv. all my life - foo fighters
v. midnight city - m83
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welcome ;)
i hope all ya kitty fans enjoy this
ofc this is a human au, and sorry if kit doesn't seem to much like himself. as there's no shadow market in this world, his father is more of a common criminal and it kinda integrates into how kit is.
warnings : underage drinking, smoking, swearing, stealing & crime, bitchy dads
Also on ao3!!
all characters belong to the wonderful cassie clare ;)