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“Cameron Ashdown.

Julian was painting. Cristina had given him Emma’s note after he’d left the attic: a terse note, to the point, just saying she was going to Cameron’s and not to wait up.
He’d crumpled it up in his hand and muttered something to Cristina. A second later he was sprinting toward the stairs and his studio.

FORGET JEALOUSY JUST HAVE A TREESOME

“For your heart twice broken, I am sorry,” said Mark. “But is it wrong that I am glad that it brought you into my life? If you had not been here when I arrived—I do not know that I could have borne it. You are the only one I have not lost something with, but rather gained a new friendship.”

“Julian can have fun with them,” Mark said a little sulkily.

“He can’t,” said Cristina. “He is envious because he loves them but he cannot be their brother. He must be their father. In his mind, they dread him and adore you.”

“Presumably they were somewhere talking about Cameron Ashdown. And there was nothing Julian wanted less than to join in on that.
He didn’t know when that had happened, that the thought of Cameron made him not want to see Emma. His Emma. You always wanted to see your parabatai.There was a wrongness about not wanting it, as if the earth had suddenly started spinning in the other direction.”

“Terrific,” said Julian. His voice was rough; he looked as if he hadn’t slept. Emma wondered what could have kept him up. ”

TU TU L AI TINUT TREAZ I ASPIRE TO BE LIKE YOU CANDVA

“Emma, do you want me to—”
He hesitated, but Emma heard the unspoken words. Stay with you?
Stay with me, she wanted to say. Stay and make me forget my nightmares. Stay and sleep next to me. Stay and chase the bad dreams away, the memories of blood.
But she only forced a smile. “I should get to sleep, Jules.”
She couldn’t see his expression as he turned to leave the room. “Good night, Emma.”

“This cat is looking at me with judgment.”

“He’s not,” said Jules. “That’s just his face.”

“You look at me the same way,” Mark said, glancing at Julian. “Judgy face.”

“A look of shock passed over Mark’s face. He glanced down quickly at Julian, but his brother was absorbed in Emma. ”

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“It caught the light and shimmered like Emma’s hair. She reached for it, glancing down to run her hand along the scabbarded blade, and Cristina saw Julian glance involuntarily at the curve of her neck. As if he couldn’t help it.”

“ “And that’s why I love you.”

The words slipped out without her thinking. Neither Cristina nor Mark seemed to notice—they were arguing about whether “hie” was a word—but Julian’s cheeks turned a dull brick red and his hands tightened on the wheel.”

am fost nevoita sa iau o pauza, the chokehold this man has on me!!!?DACA HANDRALAUL MEU NU MA TANJESTE CA ASTA NU VA PRIMI TITLUL DE HANDRALAUL MEU

i need this man BIBLICALLY i forgot how to breathe fute ma. acum. IN MOMENTU ASTA

“When you came down the stairs tonight,” he said, his voice thick and low, “I was thinking about painting you. Painting your hair. That I’d have to use titanium white to get the color right, the way it catches light and almost glows. But that wouldn’t work, would it? It’s not all one color, your hair, it’s not just gold: It’s amber and tawny and caramel and wheat and honey.”

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“. “Hop in, Jules. You’re mine—my navigator.”

You’re mine. He slid into the seat beside hers.”

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“Sometimes, Julian thought, it was easy to forget that Malcolm was a powerful user of magic. ”

it does make one wonder....

iep malcon is definetly doing necromancy and trying to bring his lover back

“Unbidden, in his mind rose the image he’d been trying to crush down since he’d returned to the Institute: Emma, in his lap, her hands on his shoulders. Her hair like drifts of pale gold around her face.

He remembered thinking that if he died, at least he would die with her as close to him as she could possibly be. As would ever be allowed by the Law.”

“But. When he thought of that night in the back of the car, of Emma hovering over him, panic on her face and blood on her hands, he didn’t feel what he knew he should feel: fear, the memory of pain, relief that he’d healed.

Instead he felt a tightening in his body that sent an ache down to the center of his bones.”

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“Lean closer,For years I have had no mirror; I have learned to make do. The eyes of another can be a mirror more effective than water. If you will look at me, I can see my reflection in yours.”

Cristina wondered as she leaned forward. She didn’t know why she did it, exactly; maybe it was the way his eyes stayed fixed on hers, as if he couldn’t imagine anything more fascinating than looking at her. ”

“ “Everything so glamorous and beautiful. How can a human compare?”

He looked surprised. “But you would be lovely in the Court,” he said. “They would turn leaves and flowers into jeweled crowns and sandals for you. You would sparkle and be admired. The Folk love nothing more than mortal beauty.”

“He shivered when the stele touched his skin. It must be cold”

i can for sure tell you that it's not from the cold fute ma

“no real words to describe differences at all.

Because if there were words, Julian thought, there would have to be acknowledgment. And there were things the Clave refused to acknowledge.”

“He was good at it, sometimes excellent, but only when he felt like it. When he didn’t, there was no moving him.”

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“There was a wild feeling in Emma’s blood, the desire to seize Julian, to do something, something, crush his hands in hers, put her arms around him, cause them both pain, make them both taste the same seeking desperation. She couldn’t understand it, and it terrified her.”

“ “This is a clue. An actual clue. I think I love you.”

Mark’s eyebrows went up. “In Faerie, if you said that, we would have to pledge our troth, and you might put a geas upon me that I would not stray from you or I would die.”

. “Well, here it’s just an expression that means ‘I like you very much’ or even ‘Thanks for the bloodstained wallet.’”

“How specific you humans are.”

to many Jace Herondale mentions let that man be forgotten for the sake of my sanity 😊

Emma is too harsh on Mark CALM THE FUCK DOWN

“Julian reached out and shuffled them back into the notebook. “They’re not finished yet.”

“Am I going to get a card?” Emma teased. “Or is it just Blackthorns and Blackthorns-by-marriage?”

“Why don’t you draw Emma?” Tavvy asked, looking at his brother. “You never draw Emma.”