“The sluttiest thing a man can do” Jace Herondale edition
Emma drew in a shaky breath, just as a rapping noise sounded at the door. Clary half-turned as it opened, letting in light from the hall outside, and Jace. He caught her eye and smiled, leaning in the doorway. -CoHF
“Why didn’t you say something?” Jace asked, rising and pushing back a lock of blond hair. -CoHF
“Sit down,” she said, and he sat down on the creaking leather sofa, his head tipped back, looking up at her. The reflected firelight clustered like sparks in his hair. -CoHF
“But if people have a spark in them, then yours burns the brightest I know. You can fight and draw. And you will.” -CoHF
“And then there was you. You changed everything I believed in. You know that line from Dante that I quoted to you in the park? 'L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle’?"
Her lips curled a little at the sides as she looked up at him. “I still don't speak Italian."
“It’s a bit of the very last verse from Paradiso—Dante's Paradise. ‘My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.’ Dante was trying to explain faith, I think, as an overpowering love, and maybe it's blasphemous, but that's how I think of the way that I love you. You came into my life and suddenly I had one truth to hold on to—that I loved you, and you loved me." -CoFA
"Well, when I was five, I wanted to take a bath in spaghetti."
"But he didn't let you, right?"
"No, that's the thing. He did. He said it wasn't expensive, and why not if that was what I wanted? He had the servants fill a bath with boiling water and pasta, and when it cooled down..." He shrugged. "I took a bath in it.
Servants? Clary thought. Out loud she said, "How was it?"
"Clary," he said in a low voice, and the sound of her name in his mouth was so intimate that a shudder ran up her spine. -CoA.
"I love you, Clary," he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the rows of lighted candles, their gold reflected in his eyes. "More than I ever—"He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you?" -CoFA
(…) and Jace was making something in a pan that involved onions and eggs. He was barefoot, his hair messy, his shirt buttoned haphazardly, and the sight of him made her heart turn over. She had never seen him like this, first thing in the morning, still with that warm golden aura of sleep clinging to him (…) -CoLS
He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "You never let me off the hook for a single minute, do you? Never mind. It's one of the things I love about you.” -CoLS.
I saw this trend on twitter and I had to do it with my favorite blond boy. No regrets, it was fun.
I might even do a second part.
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