Sometimes A Family Is Made Up Of A 400-year-old (ish) Free-wheeling Bisexual High Warlockwho Is The Son

Sometimes a family is made up of a 400-year-old (ish) free-wheeling bisexual high warlock who is the son of a Prince of Hell, a  23 year old gay blue eyed black haired demon fighting, war hero, Consul, shadowhunter and their two adopted sons, one who is a 3-year-old blue-skinned warlock and the second who is a 5-year-old partially traumatized shadowhunter boy, who are both named after young people they loved that died too soon 

and a 7-year-old shadowhunter boy who was raised by his older brother in a huge family and is often left behind while they go fight for a better world but finds solace amongst his new friends

Sometimes a family can be formed by a hundred and something year old half-warlock half-shadowhunter who turns out to be the daughter of a greater demon, a hundred and something year old ex silent brother, their badass daughter and a fifteen-year-old shadowhunter that doesn’t know how to handle his crush and descends from a line of powerful faeries.

UPDATE:

*50 pages later* SpongeBob Narrator voice

“But Mor...I’d been blind not to see it. Not to realize that there was a damn good reason why five hundred years had passed and Mor had not accepted what Azriel so clearly offered to her.” pg 592

ME TOO FEYRE ME TOO

okay, but can we appreciate that even in a society where for example Helion and Thesan and Nephelle are openly gay Sarah J. Mass still depicted how difficult is it can be for others especially lesbians to come out and be out and live their lives, especially in powerful positions?

Also, I think I’d be okay with Azriel and Elain, because Azriel can be kind and soft and Elain can kinda sing his demons to sleep (HA! shadowsinger? you see what I did there ;) ) and I need someone who we trust to take care of our baby Elain, but only if there was no mating bond. Because how can Lucien really commit to another relationship with that tug always there? 

Rant on the mating bond coming up 

Elain x Azriel: W.T.F.

SCROLLING THROUGH TUMBLR AND SEEING ELRIEL FANFICTIONS HAS ME SHOOK! 

Wait! People ship Azriel and Elain!? NO! WHAT!? WHY!? Lucien deserves the happiness and purity Elain will bring to his life (they’re totally end game) and what is the whole mating bond for then!? I know the bond can be rejected but– but– but– THEN WHAT ABOUT MOR!? 500 years of sexual tension for what!? 

 Azriel just emits big brother vibes towards Elain…just why tho… I get they cling to each other but it’s a protective soul bond (IK THAT SOUNDS EXACTLY LIKE WHAT THE MATING BOND IS BUT NO) just– like calls to like and–*stunned silence* I have never hated any ship more in. my. life.

LET ME RECAP:

Yes.

Yes. That was cute. That was adorable. That is what they are.

This, however:

( @nouketou : art credit) 

beautiful art piece BUTTT HELL NO!!! WHAT THE FRICKITY FRICK FRACK!

*ONLY ¾ OF THE WAY THROUGH ACOWAR SO DONT SPOIL JUST A THOUGHT*

My mother says she knows me better than I know myself. I do not have the courage to tell her she is wrong. I do not have the heart left to show her my poetry.

The Intangible Things 

Holy. Crap. Realizing that Edward having Alice kidnap Bella and hold her hostage is dangerously close to what happened with Tamlin and Feyre...

But Feyre realized the relationship was toxic. Feyre. Got. Out. 

I mean think about it Ianthe is like Alice (it hurts me to say it cause I love my Alice) and Lucien is idk Emmet? Jasper? And they’re all so committed to keeping her ‘safe’ from the Voltari//Prythian that they make a deal with the Voltari//Hybern? Feyre and Bella both becoming powerful immortals after almost dying for their love? 

Main point: The same toxic relationship...but two different endings.

To be in love is to not be able to breathe and yet feel more alive than you ever have.

All The Things I Never Told You (via bookqueeen)

“Love is a luxury." "No. Love is an element." An element. Like air to breathe, earth to stand on.” ― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

I have broken promises. But do not think, They did not hurt me, As much as they hurt you.

I never thought I would break a heart