independent, selective, multiship, multiverse, private account. jonathan christopher sebastian morgenstern from the mortal instruments chronicles by cassandra clare. && book based.

WARNING: mostly +18 content.

written by ANGE.

devilwrapped:

a  girl  falls  into  an   A B Y S S .          (     this  ISN’T  going  to  end  in  a   p u n c h l i n e     )          a  girl  falls  into  an   A B Y S S       &&      the  devil  grabs  her  feet  to  pull  her  down  faster.          teaches  her  to  FIGHT      &&      says,      this  is  for   y o u .          he  hands  her  a  KNIFE  still  wet  with  blood  from  her  BACK      &&      says,      still  for  YOU.          sets  her  up  for  MURDER      &&      says,      i  did  it  for  YOU.           the  DEVIL  has  a  way  of  dressing  lies  up  so  well  even  QUEENS  will  die  to  trust  him.          there’s  no  part  where  ANGELS  come  to  save  her                  nothing  WINGED  or  ARROWED  left  in  this  graveyard  city.           the  devil  wraps  himself  around  HER      &&      says,      i  am  ALL  you  have      &&      don’t  you  WANT  me  here  ?           don’t  you  NEED  me  here  ?          at  the  BOTTOM  of  an  abyss,      a   girl   ACCEPTS   the   devil’s   embrace                    but   she’s   WEIGHING   that   bloodied   knife   in   one   t h o u g h t f u l   hand.  

                                                         (     THEA   ||  elisabeth  hewer     )

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       isabelle slid off the stool she’d been sitting on, and knelt down in front of her little brother. she could see their r e f l e c t i o n in the steel of the refrigerator: her own dark hair, cut to her shoulders now - she remember vaguely years ago, when her hair had reached her waist - and max’s brown curls and glasses. ‘ do you know OLD i am ? ’ she said. 
        ‘    twenty-two. ’ max said, in the tone of voice that indicated he wasn’t sure why she was asking him such a stupid    question
            twenty-two, she thought. she’d always been seven years older than max, max the surprise, max the little brother she hadn’t expected. 


                            MAX, WHO S H O U L D BE FIFTEEN NOW.

            she swallowed, suddenly cold all over. everyone was still laughing and talking all around her, but the laughing sounded distant and e c h o i n g, as if it came from very far    away
       ‘    and how old are you ? ’ isabelle said. 
       ‘     nine, ’ said max.       ‘ i’ve always been nine. ’
        isabelle stared. the kitchen around her was WAVERING. she could see through it, as if she were staring through printed fabric: everything going transparent, as mutable as water
       ‘   baby, ’ she whispered. ‘ my max, my baby brother, please, please stay.’
       ‘     i’ll always be NINE, ’ he said, and touched her face. his fingers passed through her, as if he were passing his hands through s m o k e
isabelle ’ he said in a fading voice,      && DISAPPEARED.

chosiin:

And the absence, where did you get that?

                                                       My father.

                            even in darkness you can see LIGHT
                       but at the end is d a r k n e s s which remains.
                          d a r k n e s s doesn’t bring evil, 
               but EVIL can bring darkness in others    lives
        ❛    in the garden of e d e n all the monsters are made for sinning
             but in the seelie     queen’s chamber only the FIFTH matter.
 ❜
                                          lucifer      && raziel face each other , 
                                         b r i n g i n g  along    an       ARMY.
           ONE KNIGHT FOR HEAVEN / OTHER FOR HELL

reinahada:

                                                                   HOLY     /     UNHOLY

silverwilled:

                        if jace was GOLD, catching the light & the attention, alec was SILVER:  so used to everyone else looking at jace that that was where he looked too, so used to living in jace’s shadow that he didn’t EXPECT to be seen…  & silver, though few people knew it, was a RARER metal than gold.  

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