born to create

I’m not going to make a big deal about this at all. 

seesbright has been archived, rebooted and can now be found over here.

If you want to follow her, feel free to. If not, that’s fine too.

Today isn’t your day, is it?

Kill him with your bare hands if you have to.

I’m not speaking to you.

You don’t scare me.

I’m grateful destiny brought you to me.

Is it too much to ask that you exercise a modicum of respect?

Destiny has many faces. Mine, for example, is beautiful on the outside but hideous on the inside.

You talk nonsense while making wise and meaningful faces.

It doesn’t rhyme. All good predictions rhyme.

Kill her. I’ll pay you anything.

Evil is evil. Lesser, greater, middling. It’s all the same.

I’m not judging you. I haven’t only done good in my life either.

If I have to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all.

Would you honour me with a dance?

So much for being smart.

Let her enjoy this night in peace. It may be her last for a while.

I killed rather than be killed.

You know cautionary tales don’t work on me.

Why are you saying all this? Are you dying?

When I die, it will be far more dramatic than this.

I thought the world needed me too.

Who were you talking to?

Destiny may yet side with us.

You are destined for great things.

I can’t do this without you.

I love you.

You’ll never know if you were right.

You have to choose the lesser evil.

If you touch a single hair on her head, yours will be on the ground next.

So, where are you taking me?

I can still kiss you, right?

What is all this? Am I dead?

Look, you can trust me.

Why don’t you talk?

I haven’t spoken to anybody in three days.

I love the way you just sit in the corner and brood.

I’m here to drink alone.

You take no prisoners, so I hear.

Need a hand? I’ve got two!

Do you know how many people wouldn’t blink if you died?

You weren’t taking control. You were losing it.

I want to go home.

This is your home.

You look like you’ve been through hell.

I won’t kill you but you can’t stay here.

Are these the things you love? 

These are the things I thought you would love.

We’ll get through this together.

There are people who ignore their emotions, and then there are people like us who are consumed by them.

Do you actually have what it takes?

Everything you touch, you destroy.

No matter what you choose, you’ll come out bloody and hating yourself.

As long as you understand that it won’t be long before you follow me in death.

You think this is about pride?

We’ll never see each other again.

You turned my friend into a slug.

Make Me Choose: @robin-buckleys asked Clary Fray or Veronica lodge

                           you  know  what ,  maybe  i  was  better  off  just  b e l i e v i n g  that  it  was  FICTION .  the  idea  of  fillory  is  what  saved  my  l i f e .  this  promise  that  people  like  me …   people  like  ME  can  somehow  find  an  escape .  there’s  gotta  be  some  POWER  in  that .  shouldn’t  loving  the  idea  of  fillory  be  e n o u g h ?

‘What about you, little girl? Are you going to be a Shadowhunter like your father?’ ‘No. I’m going to be a Shadowhunter, but I’m not going to be like my father. And my name is not little girl, my name is Clarissa but you can call me Clary.’