#flameveined

“Do you know if it’s possible to change parabatai?

                      --------- asking for a friend.”

             ❝ So we meet again, Jonathan Morgenstern. ❞                                   Death gestured its hand to one of the few more shadowy places                around, before slowly pacing to it, sitting on one of the few benches               and immediately feeling as flowers around it started to wither and                die, almost mysteriously and fast.   

               ❝ You’ve chosen the dangerous path so often, I can’t believe your                 time hasn’t come yet. Of course, your death only gave me a little                 taste of you, and truly, you are one of life’s best creations.  ❞

send me a crystal and i'll tell...

agate: how my muse calms down

Clary inhales and exhales deeply and closes her eyes. She hides her storm within herself by keeping a steady heart rate. But everyone knows she would rather just get right to her problems and try to solve them instead to stay calm or make herself calm.

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

She rarely cried over her father’s passing (the fake father she never met). She just couldn’t purely identify with him even though she should. Clary always hoped to get to know him through memories or photos of him, but there were none, so she just felt a hole in her heart. 

apophyllite:my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

Clary wasn’t religious until the day she met Jace and saw something special in him ---- his eyes, his looks, the way he talked. She had to believe from this point onward.

aquamarine:where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

She feels the most relaxed if she’s alone with Simon, most preferable in her favourite coffeeshop (and even better if they’re the only customers). And they would be talking about the world and drink some good coffee. 

chalcedony:the saddest my muse has ever been

The moment she finds out her mother is gone -- the moment her world falls apart and her entire life turns out to be a complete lie.

emerald:how my muse tells someone they love them without words

By showing extreme self-sacrifice and recklessness in order to protect those she loves. (for example running into Hotel Dumort to save Simon)

jasper:what my muse would be like as a parent