that-friendlessloser asked: LET ME LOVE YOUR BLOG.

PERMISSION GRANTED. <3

Since someone just sent me a message thanking me for posting spoilers…

Like I said in an earlier post it’s past 5/22, so there will be some spoilers posted on this blog.

I’m trying to stay away from things that blatently say what happened in CoLS because the other girl that helps me run the blog isn’t reading CoLS until after finals and I didn’t want her to happen upon anything.

But I’ve warned her not to go looking through previous posts. 

So if you need to unfollow because you haven’t read the book yet, I completely understand.

I hate spoilers as much as the next person. :)

Dear Magnus Bane,

electriczebras:

I thought you would have learned in eight hundred years that when there is something wrong in a relationship, you fix it. You don’t run away.

Sincerely, kill me now.

I’m just betting that Cassandra Clare is sitting at her computer right now, looking at all the Malec feels on tumblr and chuckling to herself darkly.

Realising there is Sandalwood in your Deodorant and collapsing on the ground crying over Malec

tmi-hg-darrencriss:

MALEC!!! WHY!? 

s

badassnephilim:

Everything is Malec and nothing hurts 

                                  EVERYTHING HURTS

Does she still love you?”
“I don’t think so,” Magnus said dryly. “She wasn’t very pleasant the last time I saw her. Of course, that could be because I’ve got an eighteen year-old boyfriend with a stamina rune and she doesn’t.”
Alec sputtered. “As the person being objectified, I … object to that description of me.

Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls (via i-would-dream-out-loud)