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.
- A part of Jace letter to Clary
Clary,
Despite everything, I can’t bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more than I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I’m leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do.
I’m writing this watching the sun come up. You’re asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see myself the way you do. But maybe I don’t want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I’m perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn’t stand that. -
- Jace: You know what I am. I'm part demon, Clary. Part demon. You understood that much, didn't you? You saw what Valentine was trying to do. He used demon blood--used it on me before I was even born. I'm part monster.
- Clary: But warlocks are part demon. Like Magnus. It doesn't make them evil--
- Jace: Not part Greater Demon. You heard what the demon woman said.
- Clary: *voice trembling* It's not true. It can't be. It doesn't make sense--
- Jace: But it does. It explains everything.
- Clary: You mean it explains why you're such an amazing Shadowhunter? Why you're loyal and fearless and honest and everything demons aren't?
- Jace: It explains... why I feel the way I do about you.
- Clary: What do you mean?
- Jace: ...You're my sister. My sister, my blood, my family. I should want to protect you *laughs without any humor* To protect you from the sort of boys who want to do with you exactly what I want to do.
- Clary: *breath gets caught* You said you just wanted to be my brother from now on.
- Jace: I lied. Demons lie, Clary. You know, there are some kinds of wounds you can get when you're a Shadowhunter-- internal injuries from demon poison. You don't even know what's wrong with you, but you're bleeding to death slowly inside. That's what it's like, just being your brother.
- Clary: But Aline--
- Jace: I had to try. And I did. But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you... *brushes her cheek* Now at least I know why.
- Clary: *voice sinking to a whisper* I don't want anyone but you, either.
- Jace: *leans himself on his elbows, looking down at her with an expression Clary had never seen before. It was almost deadly light in his eyes as he trailed his fingers down her cheek to her lips, outlining the shape of her mouth with the tip of a finger* You should probably tell me not to do this.
- Clary:
- Jace: *bending down, he had his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly--sending shivers down Clary's spine* If you want me to stop, tell me now. *brushes his mouth against the hollow of her temple* Or now. *tracing the line of her cheekbone, lips now against hers* Or--
- Clary: *reaches up and pulls him down on her, having the rest of his words lost against her mouth*
- Me: fFJDHFKSDFDSHK MY OTP. MY SHIP. I SOB HAPPILY
mortalinstrumentsinfernaldevices:
The duck-hating Herondale boys.
“What she’s saying, about the Angel it’s true? and you never told anyone?” “It was our secret.” City of Fallen Angels
I’ve gotten a whole bunch of asks from people going “What is this photo of Jamie everyone’s talking about?”
I am pretty sure this is it. So here you go again. I don’t usually reblog my reblogs, but I’m going to sleep anyway, so — enjoy. I do like the smirk here. A proper ability to smirk should not be underrated.
I like the new hair! And the smirk. Very Jace.
I’m seriously considering asking the people at UNIQLO whether they can give me this huge ass poster of JCB when they don’t need it anymore.
Thanks to mrs-mellark-herondale for the headsup
Jace Wayland by ~smitth
