K.

nephilimdaily:

clace + physical contact

“And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before – bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it – but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.”

Inspired this.

jasoentodd:

As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.

:

“There is no pretending. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there’s a life after that, I’ll love you then.“

Sometimes he wishes he could see as she did: see the world as a canvas to be captured in paint, chalks and watercolors. Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush.

Happy birthday, Clarissa Fray,” he says, and her mouth curves into a smile.

Music is supposed to have emotion

goodoldmoon:

We have company.

TMI appreciation week:

Day 3: Favorite scene » Greenhouse 

“Here is something too beautiful to properly belong in this world.”

There’s only one thing you need to know. The stories you were told as a little girl about monsters, nightmares, legends whispered around campfires. They’re all true.