action speaks louder than words.
THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS

padfout:

OKAY I THINK I’M JOYING ANOTHER FANDOM FDBSJFHDSBFJHDBJFDHSBFDSHJBFJDSH 
I STARTED READING CITY OF BONES LAST WEEK AND NOW I’M ON CITY OF FALLEN ANGELS
THEY ARE SO PERFECT OMG AND CLARY WITH JACE AND ISABELLE WITH SIMON AND MAGNUS WITH ALEC FDJHFBDGJBGD SO MANY FEELS 
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I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I’d break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can’t have and wanting what you shouldn’t want. And I shouldn’t want you.
_Jace”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
(via executivequotes)
basketballbuddies:

Oh my god.

basketballbuddies:

Oh my god.

herondales-shadowhunter:

He’s just too cute and so nice :3

fangirlingoverdemigods:

Mah babies are all together. :)

fangirlingoverdemigods:

Mah babies are all together. :)

misspayton99:

"City of heavenly fire" by Cassandra Clare

misspayton99:

"City of heavenly fire" by Cassandra Clare

booksoverreality:

“You can close your eyes and think of England, if you like.”
"I’ve never even been to England," she said, but she shut her eyelids. She could feel the dank heaviness of her clothes, cold and itchy against her skin, and the cloying sweet air of the cave, colder yet, and the weight of Jace’s hands on her shoulders, the only things that were warm. And then he kissed her.
She felt the brush of his lips, light at first, and her own opened automatically beneath the pressure. Almost against her will she felt herself go fluid and pliant, stretching upward to twine her arms around his neck the way that a sunflower twists toward light. His arms slid around her, his hands knotting in her hair, and the kiss stopped being gentle and became fierce, all in a single moment like tinder flaring into a blaze.” 
 

booksoverreality:

“You can close your eyes and think of England, if you like.”

"I’ve never even been to England," she said, but she shut her eyelids. She could feel the dank heaviness of her clothes, cold and itchy against her skin, and the cloying sweet air of the cave, colder yet, and the weight of Jace’s hands on her shoulders, the only things that were warm. And then he kissed her.

She felt the brush of his lips, light at first, and her own opened automatically beneath the pressure. Almost against her will she felt herself go fluid and pliant, stretching upward to twine her arms around his neck the way that a sunflower twists toward light. His arms slid around her, his hands knotting in her hair, and the kiss stopped being gentle and became fierce, all in a single moment like tinder flaring into a blaze.” 

 
Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love - Jace to Clary