“If you want me to stop, tell me now,” he whispered, and when she said nothing, he brushed his lips against her hollow of her temple. “Or now.” His mouth found her cheek, the line of her jaw: he tasted her skin, sweet-salty, dust and desire. “Or now.” His mouth traced the line of her jaw and she arched up into him, making his fingers dig into the ground. Her small, panting breaths were driving him crazy, and he put his mouth over hers to quiet her, whispering, telling, not asking: “Now.”
I’m going to forget i saw this…
WHAT?!?!!??!?!!???!?!?! WHO? WHY? WHEN?
Clary Fray and Jace Lightwood from The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare
if i was in a fictional universe i wouldn’t be the main character i’d probably be that friend of the main character who lacks supernatural powers or special abilities but makes up for it with sarcasm and really lame one-liners
but that’s also usually the character that gets their own sub-fandom with dedicated fans and pretty cool fanart
however, that’s also usually the one character that dies
i was just like “oh yay”
“not so much yay”
can i hear a “SIMON LEWIS” anybody
His eyes shone when he looked at her, green as spring grass.
He has always had green eyes, said the voice in her head. People often marvel at how much alike you are, he and your mother and yourself. His name is Jonathan and he is your brother; he has always protected you.
Somewhere in the back of Clary’s mind she saw black eyes and whip marks, but she didn’t know why. He’s your brother. He’s your brother, and he’s always taken care of you.
“The look was not originally what I had in mind, but I thought: Why not go for it? I am so glad I did because the end result was incredible. The look was this incredible mix of feminine and ethereal, but with a real hard edge.”