Small Note on Julian
I told myself I would stay out of the whole Julian discourse for the sake of my patience and mental stability, but I just want to say something real quick*
*Please know beforehand that I am, in absolutely no way, condoning Julian’s actions. I acknowledge that he has said and done pretty shitty stuff and he’s been possessive and obsessive and overall… dark. Know that I am very aware of this and have it in mind as you read.
Y’all are out there calling Julian out, listing all of the shit he’s done, saying how he’s manipulative and selfish and obsessive and creepy— but you have to remember what made him that way.
I’m re reading City of Lost Souls and I just read the scene where they introduce Helen and Julian, and Julian was 10 years old and eating wax and laughing about it. Not knowing where Ty and Livvy were and not minding because it wasn’t his job to know.
He wasn’t born dark. He wasn’t born selfish or ruthless or anything of what we know him to be now. Circumstances made him that way. Losing his father to the Dark War made him that way. Losing his brother and sister because of a political war for power made him that way. Nearly losing his youngest brother made him that way. Being in love with the one person he cannot have made him that way. Having to be a full-grown adult at the age of twelve made him that way.
Sure, there are people who have gone through worse and come out as good-natured as before (idk, Harry Potter and Will Herondale, etc), but, dude, not everyone is as strong-minded and strong-willed. Some minds are weak and succumb a lot easier. So yeah, he made awful choices and everything come downs to the decisions he could’ve made but didn’t, and the ones he could’ve avoided but didn’t.
Sure, he’s the anti hero. Sure, he should not be so easily redeemed by those who say “idc what he did he’s still a cinnamon roll” ‘cause he’s not.
But the enemy isn’t Julian. The enemy is the Clave and injustice and war. Which I’m (notice the emphasis in “I’m”) guessing is something Cassie is trying to say— that sometimes life fucks you up beyond your control. And sometimes shitty people make shitty decisions because life was… well, shit.
So before you start wishing Julian was dead and listing all the way in which he has fucked up and how his family would be better off without him, please remember this. Thank you.
(And please notice I was being absolutely polite so if you’re gonna argue please be polite too).