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Let’s get our house in order before the 23rd.

1. Don’t gatekeep

2. Don’t attack cast & crew

3. Don’t attack fans for liking a character/ship

It’s not that hard.

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Please just for the love of all the Saints and gods, stop hating on her!

"I can just be the best Nina that I can be … BUT I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR THAT ME BEING NINA IN A NETFLIX SERIES DOESN’T TAKE AWAY ANYONE ELSE’S NINA . Everyone owns their own Nina from reading the book for the first time . I’m just adding a version to the already existing versions , and i don’t want to say that because I’m here now , this is the definitive version . I don't believe that it is."

– Danielle Galligan on playing Nina Zenik

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HAHAHAHAHA This really needs to be made into a series! 

see this post for the reblog of @minmin-of-kit and @clubofthestarlesssaint which inspired the following “Keeping Up with the Crows” stills

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Going after actors for a character they play doesn’t make you woke, it just makes you a terrible fucking person.

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Do we need a six of crows reality tv show? YES WE DO! 😂 Just imagine the drama between Wylan and Kuwei!!!!

if Six of Crows was a sitcom

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Chills!!!!! I am so ready to hate loving how hateful and hot this guy is going to be. It's scary! I will never be the same after April 23, I can feel it in my soul!!!!!

Seriously, I am ready and willing to be eaten by volcras for this guy, but at the same time I am so scared of seeing his interactions with my precious baby Alina.

BEN BARNES IS GOING TO BE AMAZING! GET YOUR SOCKS READY!

Well...

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Ugh they just look so good here! That ensemble Mr. Brekker, is making me feel a lot of things!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH

The Crows: Freddy Carter, Kit Young and Amita Suman in Netflix’s Shadow and Bone Behind the Scenes

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HE DID NOT NEED A REASON TO LOOK THAT GOOD!!!! HOW DARE HEEE!

Grisha shitposting starts here! ❤️

KAZ BREKKER DIDN’T NEED A REASON.

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Sometimes hours can feel like minutes and sometimes a single second can last a lifetime. For Aleksander, the second that would never end, was this one.

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😊

REBLOG IF YOU ARE A WRITER ON TUMBLR

IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT KIND OF WRITER YOU ARE YOU CAN BE WRITING: POEMS, FANFICS, IDK NORMAL FICS, NOVELS, SHORT STORIES, IDK ANYTHING!! JUST REBLOG!!!

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This is a cursed post.

I really really really really want cordelia to die in cot I just think it'd be really really really really really really really really really funny

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James, James, Jamie Boobies for days Herondale

By the end of Chain of Thorns, you know once everything is settles, Cordelia came back to him, they were able to communicate like human beings do, and confess their undying love for each other. I can imagine him instructing Effie to guard the door, and not let anyone in the house, and just barricade himself and Cordelia in the bedroom. Or he might really move them in the mountains. 

Would not put it past him. The guy just really really needs it.

Also, I would not also be surprised if it happens more than once in Chain of Thorns. These are some thirsty sumbitches.

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Uhm I'm sorry I spat my tea. This guy! What the even? Kit! You gorgeous piece of ass!!!! Can't wait to see what Ty looks like grown up! 2 years until wicked powers huh? Yep we'll be fine.

The glow up

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Ohhhh damn that hurts again. Just like that I am hurting again. yay.

YOU GUYS!!

*screams*

This literally came to me while I was in the shower!!!

But remember when Cassandra shared a playlist for Chain of Iron?????

THEN THERE WAS THIS ONE SONG AND EVERYONE WAS LIKE AWWW ITS FOR THOMSTAIR BUT GUESS WHAT WE WERE WRONG BITCHES!!!

CASSANDRA EKEKSKKSKSKSKSK

THE LYRICS SCARE ME 😭😭😭

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Matthew’s Repent

I: Letter Sent

I gave up. I won’t stop writing. :) 

A bit of an info here: I am emotionally attached to Matthew Fairchild. I want him to be happy, I want him to flourish, and I just want all the blessings for him in this world, maybe just not Cordelia. My endgame is still Jordelia, while for Matthew I ship him with happiness. Cuz I really believe that in order for you to be happy, you need to be happy by yourself first.

Here is the 1st part of me imagining how Matthew will be able to find his happiness. More parts to come. 

“Daisy. Is everything all right?” She was suddenly woken up in her trance. The blooming rose bushes soaked by the spring morning sun came into her view. The smell of tea in their morning room wafted through her. She turned to her husband’s voice coming from the doorway looking worried.  

“Good Morning. Come join me for breakfast.” Not really answering his question.

She woke uncharacteristically early that day, feeling queasy and somber, contrary to the weather she woke up to. It was spring, and it is getting warmer. Winter has been quite harsh and she looked forward on the coming of this season, yet her disposition had other plans.  

She tried cheering herself up by helping Effie set up breakfast at the morning room, she even helped with making the tea, preparing it just like her mother would. Sipping the tea did helped with her mood, but it was not for long. Effie entered the room bearing a small silver tray carrying posts. There are the usuals, from her brother, Lucie and Christopher for James probably asking him to partake on an experiment he was working on, then she saw a handwriting that she have not seen in months. It says:

To: Mr & Mrs Herondale.   48 Curzon St. Mayfair, London, England

James approached her, placing a kiss on her lips. “Good Morning love, something is definitely troubling you.” said James as he sat across her on the table. “Do tell.”  

She stood up, with the letter on her hand, giving it to James when she reached his side. “This came today.” said Cordelia. “I haven’t read it, I wanted you to see it first.”

James instantly recognized his parabatai’s handwriting. He stared at it for a moment, looking wistful, as he traced the letters etched on the paper. Cordelia placed her hand on his shoulder. “If you wish to read it by yourself first, I would not mind.” she told him reassuringly.  

He reached for her hand on his shoulder, and squeezed. He looked up and smiled. “No need. We’ll read it together, I believe that is what Matthew wishes as well.” James lets go of her hand and opened Mathew’s letter.

My dearest Jamie and Daisy,

It has been a long time has it not. If you are worried that your letters have not been received, I would like to ease your minds now to confirm my receipt of those sappy missives. I would like to apologize as to not being able to respond immediately. I wanted to be someone better and someone that I can be proud of before reaching out to you and all of those I love.  

If you should know, I missed all of you terribly, and cannot wait to return to your embraces once more. Believe it or not I also missed Christopher’s explosions, but I am not here to talk about how I cherish to be a casualty of our amethyst eyed friend.  

I am writing to inform you lot of my merry arrival tomorrow at noon. There is no need to wait at the station for my arrival, as my I am expecting for my parents to be there, and I have plans to spend the day with them. Apart from the two of you, I do owe them the most. Instead, I will be heading there at Curzon St.  later tomorrow for supper, if that is in your convenience. Kindly send a post to Grosvernor Square if amenable.  

Looking forward to seeing my favorite people soon.  

Forever yrs,

Mathew

After Cordelia was finished reading, she immediately looked at her husband, still looking at the letter. She reached on a curl that has fallen on his face and set it aside, then kissed him on his forehead.  

She knew how worried James has been of Mathew. They sent him letters almost weekly, the moment he admitted himself to the Basilias. James’ concern grew when weeks have passed and they did not receive any response. It took a couple of months, before they eased their minds that maybe, Matthew wanted to be left alone to focus on his recovery. Nonetheless, it did not stop them from sending missive after missives. There were nights she would find James in their study, huddled on a writing table, scribbling intently.  

James dropped the letter and looked up at her. “He’s coming back.” said James, smiling. He wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling the sense of relief reverberating all over his body, as Cordelia embraced him back. 

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Yes. A thousand times yes please! :) 

Okay but hear me out RWRB spin-off about June and Nora.

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A FLUFFY OMELET CONT.

Behold the fluffy continuation of this angsty and a bit smutty piece.

Seriously I cannot stop writing, and I need to cease because I have to work and provide for my book buying needs. Best of luck to me!

Please do tell me what you think of this one! Thank you so much!

Dawn just broke when he woke up, James have noticed by the pale yellow hue of the sky by Cordelia’s window. His wife is peacefully sleeping at his arms, with a small smile on her angelic face. He can’t help himself, he smiled too. Realizing that he could wake up to this everyday and could never tire of it. Noting to himself, to call some help immediately to move some of his belongings on the other room to hers.  

All of a sudden Cordelia groaned, snuggling closer to him. Eyes still heavy, but starting to open. She tilted her face to him, eyes half open.  

“Good morning.” She said hoarsely, voice barely recognizable.  

“Good morning, indeed.” He replied before planting a kiss on her forehead, feeling her smile against his chest.  

“Have you been awake long?” asked Cordelia.  

“No. I just woken up as well.”  

“Let us grab some breakfast, I’m sure Effie is awake now.” She was about to stand, but he held on to her hand stopping her. “Why darling? Is something wrong?” she asked worriedly.

“Everything is great, my love. I just… I want you here in my arms for a minute more. If that is fine with you, of course.” Said James.

Cordelia just chuckled and rested her head on his chest once more.  

“Daisy?”  

Cordelia hummed in response.

“Will you marry me?”

“What are you talking about? We are already married, James.” Cordelia laughed. “If you remembered. There was a ceremony, me in that outrageous gold confection of a gown, you in that gold suit that unbelievably made your eyes even more beautiful, and cousin Jem, playing exquisitely as I walked down the aisle.” She recounted wistfully.  

“Yes, but for the right reasons this time. I would like to marry you again for right reasons this time. Not for a promise of a year, but for as long as we both shall live.” Said James, holding on to Cordelia’s hand and moving it closer to his heart.  

“Oh.” She looked up at him, with a sparkle on her eyes. “How do you propose we do that? Another ceremony? It is quite expensive you know.”  

“I might have an idea.” He carefully scooted aside, and went over to his jacket to get his stele. “There is still the matter of our second runes.”

Cordelia was surprised, she sat up showing her dishelved hair, bring the sheets up her chests to cover up. James joined her sitting on the edge of the bed. He held his hand out to her, offering the stele. “Would you like to go first?”  

Cordelia carefully took the stele from him. Smiling nervously, he placed her hand right over where his heart beats, looking at him. She raised the stele on her hand, then nodded to him before proceeding to draw the rune.

“Set me a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm.” she recited while she drew the rune on his chest and James holding her other hand. “For love is strong as death; the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.” and James could not agree more.

When Cordelia finished, she looked at what she drew with a smile, tracing them with her finger. She looked at James, offering the stele towards him.

James knew the exactly where her heart resides, then proceeded to draw her runes, and repeating the vows. “Cordelia Katayoun Carstairs Herondale, now that I have found you, I will not let you go.” said James after he have drawn the rune.

Cordelia placed her palm on his cheek. “James Morgan Henry Herondale, now that I have found you, I will not let you go. I love you.”

“I love you too, my Daisy.” James sets the stele aside, and kissed her wife deeply, falling them both back to the bed.

“Oh! pish posh. Why bother.” Effie shouted at them, which startled them, and James frantically hiding his naked body under the sheets.

“Good morning, Effie.” James greeted mischievously.  

Effie looked furious, she stormed out still holding the folded linens on her arms, that she was probably supposed to bring them in the room.  

They laughed once she was gone.  

“We should probably establish her knocking before coming into our rooms now.” James commented.  

“We probably should.” said Cordelia. “We should also probably get dressed for breakfast and torment Effie more.” she suggested with a wicked glint on her eyes.  

Seeing this made James’ chest expand with joy. He has never looked forward to forever this much in his life. With a deep kiss, he agreed to his wife, and joined her to start a day of their promised lives.  

The vows were taken from Fairytale of London. I was wondering why they were different from what were said from Chain of Iron, but I assumed that it was supposed to be different. Don’t quote me on that I am not entirely sure. The former (Fairytale of London) just feels more apt on this scenario.

Thank you so much for reading! :)