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fouriamdauntless:

The Jace-Clary-Sebastian thing is kinda cute sometimes. God, I’m weird. Reading CoLS again. Got nothing to do anyway. 

I agree. If she hadn’t gone, we’d just think Seb is crazy, because he’s Valentine’s Demon-blood child. Now I actually feel sorry for the psycho. 

She knocked her shoulder gently against his again. “So, do you mind if I ask you something? It’s personal but important.” A note of wariness crept into his voice. “What is it?” “With the whole Mark of Cain thing, does that mean if I accidentally kick you during the night, I get kicked in the shins seven times by an invisible force?” She felt him laugh. “Go to sleep, Fray.

cassandraclare:

Or sisters!

tomatonee:

Parabatai; it means a pair of warriors who fight together—who are closer than brothers.

ourbloodline:

“You know, some people think Shadowhunters are just myths. Like mummies and genies.” Kyle grinned at Jace. “Can you grant wishes?”

“That depends,” he said. “Do you wish to be punched in the face?” 

love this! 

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

dontcallmecoward:

blood-and-confetti:

yolo-tier:

welcome-to-the-sinners-ball:

imgayitsok:

God bless drag queens.

HALLELUJAH!

Woah, that’s crazy. amazing! <3

badlydrawnmortaldevices:

Request #426: Ducks - a Herondale’s greatest weakness. Don’t tell Sebastian. 


If I cannot move Heaven, I will raise Hell.

If I cannot move Heaven, I will raise Hell.

Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me.
Jace Wayland (Cassandra ClareCity of Lost Souls)