I Don't Think I Can Explain How Much I Long For Cassie To Write A Saga, Or At Least A Few Books About

hell yeah

She's edgy as fuck. Like...uh...a neon green sneakers on a Versace dress. Anything u wanna say?

We get it, you’re edgy.

I was born on Halloween, so it's just part of my nature😉

(I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about, I seem to lack the edgy part of the human being system. I was built wrong)

The amount of hate Lucien Vanserra gets for being interested in getting to know the person his fucking omnipotent god decided was his perfect match is fucking wild to me.

Like yall want this man to be evil so bad and he's literally just trying to figure out who he is now that everything he thought he was is crumbling under his feet. He's literally coming through again and again for Feyre and her friends despite going through a goddamned identity crisis that's lasted like four books at this point. Yall want this man to be evil and he's only ever been described by literally everyone as "loyal" and "a good male" and "not evil". Yall want this man to be evil and he was willing to die/be tortured to protect Feyre ALONE at least three times.

But because this man was given a mate-something he's been raised his whole life to revere and dream about and want-and he is interested in *checks notes* getting to know her, he's now evil. He's now going to go against five books of character development and become a betrayer and/or unreasonably violent?

Like if you don't ship them that's absolutely fine. I think the concept of them not having romantic feelings and navigating the bond on a purely platonic sense is interesting (though I don't think it's gonna happen given Sarah J Maas' track record) and is something that could make for an interesting story but like......I'm sorry but bending backwards to try and paint Lucien as EVIL????

Have we read the same books?

The fact that Matt Daddario is gorgeous and makes my knees weak on the daily aside: - he is so good? He loves animals so much? Like when was the last time that you saw a man dedicate so much time and attention to cows and dogs and even slugs? Like I’m pretty sure if he wasn’t an actor, he would work at the animal shelter or have his own farm - I CAN’T UNSEE THAT PIC WHERE HE HOLDS A TINY BIRD? SO SMALL, SO GENTLE, ACTUAL REAL LIFE SNOW WHITE - he loves his girlfriend so much??? He and Esther are goals. They are so cute and they are clearly so comfy with each other and so supportive of each other? - he loves making food for other people? So pure - he understands alec and took the time to analyse his motivations and personality? He gets why he is the way he is and he is so protective of him and his decisions? HE LOVES ALEC SO MUCH TBH? - let’s not forget his malec kiss commentary, because that shit is golden - his dark humour and snark and sarcasm? I’m??? I love it so much?? - THE PUNS - THE WAY HE IS SO CURIOUS and wants to understand stuff and learn?

Pls appreciate Matt Daddario for more than his looks.

The fact that Jace Herondale is half British, half French unsettles me to a deep level. What do u mean, he's not just a random ass New Yorker? What do you mean Stephen Herondale isn't Texan/Australian, but British? Who are u trying to lie to, CC?

if I had a nickel for every time simon lewis had a male best friend that tragically died young, I’d have two nickels. which isn’t a lot, but weird that it happened twice.

HELLOOOOOO???? I leave ig for a day and this is what I miss 😭

Why's he so preeeeettyyyyyyyyyyy but also aging like the finest wineeee...

Like, sir? Is it you or is it Esther who I want to marry??

Matt posting again after a year 🥺

Me loves him so much

Today I found myself reading TMI again after being done with studying (ugh, whoever invented exams can burn in hell) and I feel like I keep running out of ways to explain how incredibly copy pasted and close I feel to Alec. Like, yes sure, I love Izzy with every inch of my soul and don't I wish I was like her and Magnus is just such a me vibe in my best days. But Alec has always been my focal point every single time I read Cassandra Clare, and every time I expect to find myself being like "oh shut up" like I often find myself doing when Jace talks, even Clary sometimes, but I just don't.

I find it so unbelievable how the first time I read City of Bones I was around three years younger than Alec in that book and I just couldn't help but think "He's real". Because miss m'am Izzy was killing demons in high heels at sixteen and Jace probably had more girlfriends than I have hair on my head and there was Alec. Trying to beat sense into them, being discarded by Jace the moment Clary came into view. His only friends being his own sister who was his complete opposite and his parabatai who way too foused on being cool than on his own struggles, him trying to hide himself from the Clave out of pure fear that they would exile him and just abandon him in a world full of demons as a mundane like they did to his uncle.

He was the secondary character. The fifth wheel of the cart, as we say in my family. And I could relate to that, because being on the outside and looking on the inside, being aware that you're not enough is something that i've found myself doing all my life ever since I was a toddler. Not too fun. Not too cool. Not too smart. You're just in the middle of it all. Never enough to stand out. Just a blank paper. And I just felt this ache in my heart when I finished that book years ago and I still feel it every time and this boiling rage knowing that this man stood bravely against it all. The fact that he played such an important role in the war, almost as important as Jace and he was still seen as "Jace's parabatai", when this man genuinely changed the law and rebuild every belief of the Clave to make it more humane.

There's just enough words in the dictionary to how many levels I love Alec and to how many levels I am grateful to Cassie for writing him, because who would I violently and brutally relate to if it wasn't Alexander Gideon Lightwood, the Inquisitor of the Clave and the man who loved a man so much he changed the world for him and Magnus's archer boy.

Her outfit was stuck in my head all day

I continue to be obsessed with Clary's commitment to fucking hating Valentine

Don't mind me, just crying over this.

Also, I just called the new random brown cat with blue eyes that showed at our house one day is now ours, Malec.

Felt cute, might call my future children Alec, Stupid and Nephilim although my therapist told me that I'm projecting and that's not a good idea.

“Alec?“ Magnus was staring at him. He had dispatched the remaining Iblis demons, and the square was empty but for the two of them. “Did you just- did you just save my life?”

Alec knew he ought to say something like, Of course, because I’m a Shadowhunter and that’s what we do, or That’s my job. Jace would have said something like that. Jace always knew the right thing to say. But the words that actually came out of Alec’s mouth where quite different- and sounded petulant, even to his own ears. “You never called me back,“ he said. "I called you so many times and you never called me back.”

Magnus looked at Alec as if he’d lost his mind. “Your city is under attack,” he said. “The wards have been broken, and the streets are full of demons. And you want to know why I haven’t called you?”

Alec set his jaw in a stubborn line. “I want to know why you haven’t called me back.”

Magnus threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of utter exasperation. Alec noted with interest that when he did it, a few sparks escaped from his fingertips, like fireflies escaping from a jar. “You’re an idiot.”

“Is that why you haven’t called me? Because I’m an idiot?”

“No.” Magnus strode toward him. “I didn’t call you because I’m tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I’m tired of watching you be in love with someone else - someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.”

“You love me?”

“You stupid Nephilim,” Magnus said patiently. “Why else am I here? Why else would I have spent the past few weeks patching up all your moronic friends every time they got hurt? And getting you out of every ridiculous situation you found yourself in? Not to mention helping you win a battle against Valentine. And all completely free of charge!”