I think Alastair is going to die in cot because of so many reasons, but also this unidentified snippet:
He spends so much time convincing Thomas he’s not in love with him (or at least giving Thomas that impression) and it makes sense for one of them to die because it would be utterly heartwrenching.
I very much hope I’m wrong though
“Charlotte,” Consul Wayland said again, “you know what your father always said about losing your temper.”
“He did say that. He also said that he should have had a son,” Charlotte replied bitterly. “If he had—if I were a man—would you have treated me as you just did?”
~Charlotte Fairchild being a boss bitch and fighting sexism since 1878
Thomas: Where do you want to be in five years, Alastair?
Alastair: *under his breath* Hopefully in your bed
Thomas: What was that?
Alastair: I sAid HoPEFULLY DEAD!
Alastair: Date me
Thomas: What?
Alastair: I said… mate with me
Thomas: Excuse me?
Alastair: I said-
Thomas: You hate me
Alastair: Yes, that
Alastair: You’re perfect in every way
Thomas: what
Alastair: I said you’Re tErRIBLE AND PROBABLY GAY, Thomas!
Alastair, under his breath: please be at least a little gay…
Matthew: Hey, do you know anybody that can teach me how to play the trumpet?
Thomas: Why do you need to learn how to play the trumpet?
Matthew: I wanna wander around and annoy Charles by playing it.
Thomas, thinking about how Charles mistreated Alastair: Technically you don’t need to know how to play it to do that.
Matthew: You have opened my eyes, Thomas
Cordelia: I made a marshmallow Alastair, see? His arms are crossed because he’s mad at all the other marshmallows for annoying him. Do you like it?
Alastair, clearly emotional: It’s okay
Thomas: I have a boyfriend now
Matthew, encouragingly: A boyfriend?
Thomas: [reflexively gives a panicked peace sign]
Matthew: TWO boyfriends?!
Alexander: I’m moving in to the attic.
Thomas: The attic?!
Alexander: Hey, at least it’s big. Dad said you used to live in a closet.
Alastair: Thomas, can you forgive me? Matthew forgave me.
Matthew, angry: Yeah, I can't wait for you to fall asleep tonight.
Alastair: Something tells me Matthew isn't crazy about me.
Thomas: Something tells me that too and it was him.
Alastair: It's Thomas' turn to be out in the world, interact with other grown-ups. While I get to stay home and plot the death of Dora the Explorer...
Alastair: ... fill her backpack with bricks and throw her into the Candy Cane River.
Alastair Carstairs is the most bottom-y bottom to ever bottom. In this essay I will-
Thomas: Alastair may seem tough, but really, he wouldn't hurt a fly
Alastair: bitch I kill demons for a living and I almost killed matthew last week what do you mean
Thomas: *kisses Alastair's neck*
Alastair: what is this?
Thomas: affection
Alastair: disgusting
Alastair:
Alastair:
Alastair: do it again
Um? Mags?? Are we talking about the same Thomas Lightwood?? Because if we are then I am very interested in what Tom will be getting up to in the rest of tlh. Even more so if this monster bit is involving a certain carstairs