julian bell

  • Emma: If you want to take the Institute, you’ll have to go through me.
  • Cristina: And me.
  • Belinda: Is this a joke? We will not be threatened by two little girls.
  • Cristina: You don’t want to mess with us.
  • Emma: She’s a hair puller.
  • Diego: And you’re not just dealing with them.
  • Julian: You’re dealing with all of us.
  • Kieran: Except me.
  • Julian: Except Kieran.
  • Kieran: I don’t care what happens.

1redgirl1 requested another amazing commission piece from me! Here’s a sickly Julian being cared for by Marina in her own special way ^u^. Thanks again for the request, the story behind it was amazingly cute ^u^! 

You can request your own bell commission from me here! And coming soon, paypal commissions! 

When you love someone, they become a part of who you are. They’re in everything you do. They’re in the air you breathe and the water you drink and the blood in your veins. Their touch stays on your skin and their voice stays in your ears and their thoughts stay in your mind. You know their dreams because their nightmares pierce your heart and their good dreams are your dreams too. And you don’t think they’re perfect, but you know their flaws, the deep-down truth of them, and the shadows of all their secrets, and they don’t frighten you away; in fact you love them more for it, because you don’t want perfect. You want them. You want.
—  Lady Midnight,  Cassandra Clare
I Hope..

I Hope

I hope that one day all this pain fades away
I hope one day you realize how much I loved you
I hope one day you find someone who’s enough
I hope one day you find happiness and peace
I hope you never realize why my words seem so “perfect” when I comfort you over things
I hope you never look in my eyes and see the pain deep within me
If you ever do see, I hope you understand why I hold my head high and continue to smile
I hope you slow down and enjoy your moments of bliss
I hope you never forget your first and best kiss
I hope you understand why I try so hard to continue to have an open heart
I hope you understand that is all just the start
I hope you can see what I see, God you’re so beautiful
I hope you can understand why I dared you… To be you….

-King-JSmoove (Julian Bell)

Mi faceva male starti lontano.
Mi sembrava di avere un uncino piantato sotto le costole, con qualcosa che tirava in senso opposto.
Come se fossi fisicamente legato a te, a prescindere dalla distanza
—  Julian Blackthorn
I have a face, but a face is not what I am. Behind it lies a mind, which you do not see but which looks out on you. This face, which you see but I do not, is a medium I own to express something of what I am. Or so it seems till I turn to the mirror. Then, my face may seem to own me; to confront me as a condition to which I am bound.
—  Julian Bell, Introduction of 500 Self Portraits
Quando ami qualcuno, questo qualcuno diventa parte di ciò che sei. È in tutto quello che fai. È nell’aria che respiri, nell’acqua che bevi, nel sangue che ti scorre nelle vene. Il suo tocco ti resta sulla pelle, la sua voce ti resta nelle orecchie, i suoi pensieri ti restano nella mente. Conosci i suoi sogni perché quelli brutti ti trafiggono il cuore e quelli belli sono anche i tuoi. E non pensi che sia perfetto, ma conosci i suoi difetti, la verità profonda dentro al suo cuore, le ombre di tutti i suoi segreti, che però non ti spaventano: anzi, te lo fanno amare ancora di più, perché tu non vuoi la perfezione. Vuoi quella persona.
—  Signora della Mezzanotte, Cassandra Clare