#bone

You know," Clary said, "most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #flirting #mortal-instruments #attraction

Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat

Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #magnus-bane #murder

No, I'm too tired to run, and you're too fast. You'd only catch me." "That's right, luv." Softly, but with unyielding resonance. "if you run from me, I'll chase you. And I'll find you. Bones said. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat

If you wanted to rip my clothes off, you should have asked." (Jace Wayland) ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#bones

All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat #frost #ghosts #jeaniene-frost #night-huntress

He understands why people hold hands: he’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying This is mine. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #jace-wayland

Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #jace-wayland

It means, said Brother Jeremiah, The descent into Hell is easy. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #clary-fray #jace-wayland #silent-brothers #jace-wayland

She ran her hands over her body as if to bid it good-bye. The hipbones rising from a shrunken stomach were razor-sharp. Would they be lost in a sea of fat? She counted her ribs bone by bone. Where would they go? ↗

— Steven Levenkron

#bones #eating-disorder #fat #skinny #thin