You had been a vampire for a while now, but the time in which Valentine had captured you was the worst. You couldn’t even say how you had managed to escape. Maybe it was luck, maybe fate, you didn’t really care. All you cared about was being back at the hotel and in front of Raphaels penthouse.
Weakly, you opened the door and walked inside. Raphael was sitting on the couch, looking devastated. But when he saw you, it seemed like he was seeing a ghost. You probably looked like one, right now or at least more dead than alive… even more than usually…
“(Y/n)?” His voice was only a whisper. Even as hurt as you were, you managed to smile lightly at him. “I thought I’d lost you.”
With vampire speed he was next to you in a second, holding you up. “You think Valentine can keep me away from you, Raphael?”, you gave back with a smile.
Maybe the last few days had been the worst in your living and undead life but coming back to Raphael was worth surviving it.
matthew daddario is one of those people who are so ridiculously good looking that they’re almost too intimidating to talk to but when you do talk to them they want to chat about things like whether cows ever get self conscious or if trees can talk to each other
Hey PJO and TMI fans,
I was sleeping in front of my breakfast and suddlenly asked myself : “Who would be Parabatai in the PJO universe ? Let’s assume there is no age constraint (thinking about Luke or Reyna for example)
Give me your favorite parabatai couples :)
Me and Mary have this system when my anxiety and panic gets up to a peak where my brain does weird shit and starts doing some real destructive thinking where she like, basically does pressure therapy by sitting on top of me and holding my wrists tight and looking me in the eye and telling me the true opposite thing my brain is yelling at me to force me to accept the positive reality.
It works pretty good but it can get intense seeing how DEEPLY I hold onto some of the negative things, like hoe rooted to my core they are. At one point recently doing this I told Mary that I wasn’t treating her well enough or loving her enough to make it ‘fair’ and balanced with what she gives me and she was like “Babe, I don’t love you or do things for you because I want something in return.” and I straight up panicked and fought against her and told her off like “of COURSE you do no one loves me or does this for me cause they like me wtf” and like hahah WOW deep seated issues.
March 27th, 2007: Happy 10th Anniversary to the Mortal Instruments by @cassandraclare!
City of Bones:
“You’ve got to be kidding me,”
City of Ashes:
“Are you still mad?”
City of Glass: “Score, I’m kicking butt at Mario Kart”
City of Fallen Angels:
“Just coffee, please.”
City of Lost Souls: “Mom, its me!”
City of Heavenly Fire:
“Picture something calming. The beach in Los Angeles—white sand, crashing blue water, you’re strolling along the tide line …” Jace cracked an eye open. “This sounds very romantic.”
City of Heavenly Fire (last line): “Freely we serve, because we freely love, as in our will, to love or not; in this we stand or fall”