The Mortal Instruments

magnus

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:14:26 -0500

“If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes. - Magnus Banes”

no one would be safe.

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:09:55 -0500

“Yes,” Jace said, unable to help himself, “I was trained to be an evil mastermind from a young age. Pulling the wings off flies, poisoning the earth’s water supply—I was covering that stuff in kindergarten. I guess we’re all just lucky my father faked his own death before he got to the raping and pillaging part of my education, or no one would be safe.”

Did you Just Call Me Fat?

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:09:24 -0500

“You see, cuckoos are parasites. They lay their eggs in other birds’ nests. When the egg hatches, the baby cuckoo pushes the other baby birds out of the nest. The poor parent birds work themselves to death trying to find enough food to feed the enormous cuckoo child who has murdered their babies and taken their places.”

“Enormous?” said Jace. “Did you just call me fat?”
“It was an analogy.”
“I am not fat.”

Magnus Bane VS Dumbledore

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:08:57 -0500

“A pair of werewolves occupied another booth. They were eating raw shanks of lamb and arguing about who would win in a fight: Dumbledore from Harry Potter books or Magnus Bane.

“Dumbledore would totally win,” said the first one. “He has the badass Killing Curse.”

jjaacceee

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:08:33 -0500

“I don’t want to be a man,” said Jace. “I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can’t confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead.”

Magnus Fucking Bane

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:06:27 -0500

“I’m memorable, its true.”
-Magnus

Don't You Love Magnus?

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:04:40 -0500

“She set you down on the floor and you started ranging around, picking things up, pulling my cats tail- you screamed like a banshee when the cat scratched you, so I asked your mother if you were part banshee. She didn’t laugh.”
-Magnus to Clary

CLARY & SIMON

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:03:51 -0500

“Yes?” said Clary, her voiced sharply edged. “Since I found out what? That he’s a killer transvestite who molests cats?”
“No wonder that cat of his hates everyone.”

Alec&Jace

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:02:07 -0500

“Just because you said dragon demons were extinct—”
“I said mostly extinct.”
Alec jabbed a finger toward him. “Mostly extinct,” he said, his voice trembling with rage, “is NOT EXTINCT ENOUGH.”
“I see,” said Jace. “I’ll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from ‘almost extinct’ to ‘not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.’ Will that make you happy?”

Clary&Jace

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:00:05 -0500

“How could you have been happy there? I know what you thought, but Valentine was a terrible father. He killed your pets, lied to you, and I know he hit you-don’t even try to pretend he didn’t.”
A flicker of a smile ghosted across Jace’s face. “Only on alternate Thursdays.”

Clary&Jace

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 03:59:32 -0500

“You know, when most girls say they want a big rock, they don’t mean, you know, literally a big rock.”
“Very amusing, my sarcastic friend. It’s not a rock, precisely. All Shadowhunters have a witchlight rune-stone.”

Isabelle, Jace & Hodge

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 03:59:09 -0500

“Dinnertime!” It was Isabelle, standing framed in the door of the library. She still had the spoon in her hand, though her hair had escaped from its bun and was straggling down her neck. “Sorry if I’m interrupting,” she added, as an afterthought.
“Dear God,” said Jace, “the dread hour is nigh.”
Hodge looked alarmed. “I—I—I had a very filling breakfast,” he stammered. “I mean lunch. A filling lunch. I couldn’t possibly eat—”
“I threw out the soup,” Isabelle said. “And ordered Chinese from that place downtown.”
Jace unhitched himself from the desk and stretched. “Great. I’m starved.”
“I might be able to eat a bite,” admitted Hodge meekly.”

Jace&Clary

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 03:58:37 -0500

“Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside a dryer with the clothes,” Clary said. “The difference is, she didn’t let me.” “Probably because going around and around in a dryer can be fatal,” Jace pointed out, “whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.” -Clary & Jace

Clary&Jace

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 21:53:31 -0500

“Clary grinned. “A picnic? It’s a little late for Central Park, don’t you think? It’s full of-“
He waved a hand. “Faeries. I know.”
“I was going to say muggers,” said Clary. “Though I pity the mugger who goes after you.”
“That is a wise attitude, and I commend you for it,” said Jace, looking gratified.”

simon

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 06:25:32 -0500

“People aren’t born good or bad. Maybe they’re born with tendencies either way, but it’s the way you live your life that matters. And the people you know. Valentine was Hodge’s friend, and I don’t think Hodge really had anyone else in his life to challenge him or make him be a better person. If I’d had that life, I don’t know how I would have turned out. But I didn’t. I have my family. And I have you.” - Simon”

Clary+Jace&luke

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 06:13:34 -0500

“Oh, come on, Jace,” Clary said. “You can’t wait for perfect behavior from everyone. Adults screw up too. Go back to the Institute and talk to her rationally. Be a man.”
“I don’t want to be a man,” said Jace. “I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can’t confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead.”
“Well,” said Luke, “you’re doing a fantastic job.”

Jace&Clary

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 05:51:56 -0500

“Our own Sleeping Beauty. Who finally kissed you awake?”

-Jace&Clary

EGAD!

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 05:48:41 -0500

“She had imagined Jace leaping from the bed in astonishment and gasping something like “Egad!” This didn’t happen-largely, she suspected, because Jace had seen much stranger things in his life, and also because nobody used the word “Egad!” anymore. His eyes widened, though.”

Jace <3

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 05:47:47 -0500

“Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?”
“Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself.”
Dorothea roared at that. “At least,” she said, “you don’t have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland.”
“Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.”

Jace+Clary&Simon

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 05:45:48 -0500

“The rat, huddled in the hollow of her palms, squeaked glumly. Delighted, she hugged him to her chest. “Oh, poor baby,” she crooned, almost as if he really were a pet. “Poor Simon, it’ll be fine, I promise—”
“I wouldn’t feel too sorry for him,” Jace said. “That’s probably the closest he’s ever gotten to second base.”