he said, as lightly as he could with her blood still running through him like fire. “Jace told Clary once you’d walk all over me in high-heeled boots.”
#the way that this look fades from hopeful to edging on something else #something darker that’s just below the surface that will be there for the /rest of his life/ #he claps scott on the back and gives him strength and support #is scott’s rock and serves that purpose well #but god oh god who will shelter stiles stilinski from the storm inside his heart (via perseused)
I say I want to be skinny yet I am always eating. I say I want good grades yet I procrastinate until it’s too late. I say I don’t want to be alone as I put my headphones in and never talk to anyone. I say I want to be a better and happier person as I sit here and count all the ways I hate myself.
"Godfather?" sputtered Uncle Vernon. "You haven’t got a godfather!"
"Yes, I have," said Harry brightly. "He was my mum and dad’s best friend. He’s a convicted murderer, but he’s broken out of wizard prison and he’s on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though… keep up with my news… check if I’m happy…"
“Zhe shi jie shang, wo shi zui ai ne de,” he whispered.
She understood it. In all the world, you are what I love the most. (art)