A Writing Competition I Was Going To Participate In Again This Year Has Announced That They Now Allow

It's the "you never tell me anything, you're just so cold to me!" person and then when you do tell them something they either:

1. Use it in an argument.

2. Tell everyone behind your back

Like...sir???? What sort of cheap 2 dollar FBI agent do you think u are?

I have a deep passion for the female shadowhunters in the circle (and or had some involvement) like Maryse, Celine, Amatis and Jocelyn??? Oh I could talk about them for HOURS.

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!” 

When people ask me what my hobbies and talents are but I can't say that I've developed a very acute sense at seeing the similarities in between siblings and between their parents bcs I never had siblings so it always seemed like such an abstract idea to me, and that my hobby as a five year old was to stare at random families on the bus, but that's weird and very much probably not normal.

So I just say I really like writing and listening to music.

when they tell you you have to sacrifice sleep to watch matthew daddario perform

people: do you like (character)?

me, a little unhinged about said character: He’s fine. He’s alright.

Also. I NEED for the "Roseblood" (maryse and eliza) ship to be as canon as Waywood (I will die if it isn't).

When will I get a Xaden Riorson/Azriel Shadowsinger? — I ask uselessly to nobody as I get no answer from nobody because I'm an atheist and apparently that's an excuse for my unsocial and alone like the last Pringles ass to sin, according to my grandma.

Just realized that my book won't finish itself and that I actually have to write for the book to grow. What a scam.

Damn. I love not having any exams apart from the silly little tests about two random things we did once in the last 10 minutes and just being able to waste my evening and afternoons trying to finish a book that I don't want to finish writing because that would mean staring the second and making my girl evil 😭

(it makes me sooooooo happy...)