I don't know who I am. I look at myself in the mirror and I see Stephen Herondale, but I act like a Lightwood and talk like my father—like Valentine.


“You're a public menace. You shouldn't be allowed out on your own.”

Tags: #publicmenace



outofcharacter. replies in a bit. maybe. 

venomous-xlocks |

who the fuck invited this guy


My dick works like a GPS system. It pointed to your mom. Oooooooooh.

(Source: klaus-sadisticandcareless)

venomous-xlocks |

klaus-sadisticandcareless }:

  • venomous-xlocks said: enjoying those cherrios brothah?


     They’re not cheerio’s. Get it fuckin’ righ’.

To what does it matter? They’re all the bloody same artificial sugars damaging your very health. Not even the least bit of satisfying if you ask me. 


You’re vampires.
What Health?


          :: Judging the fuck outta you. ::

Excuse me!

Wait. Pause.
A beat.

                       ”Can you help me with somethin’? m’a little lost.



[Like~] for a starter.


About Me 



Name: Melody.
Nickname(s): Melody is a nickname.
Gender: I’m not sure I think of my self as a British Man in a Females body????
Birthday: Jan. 7.
Hometown: Europe.
Current Town: IL.
Orientation: Totally Pie-Sexual.


Favorite Color(s): Red.
Least Favorite Color: Yellow.
Favorite Food: Um. Um. Um. um. um.
Least Favorite Food: fucking beans.
Favorite Band/Artist: Michael Jackson & The Neighbourhood.
Least Favorite Band/Artist: …. Kim Kardashian.
Favorite Type of Movie: Scientific. Historical. Scary. Action. Porn???? LOL.
Least Favorite Type of Movie: Just straight up stupid romance.
One thing you can’t get enough of: Scotch.
One thing you hate more than anything: HAVING TO NAME JUST ONE THING.


Are you single? Eh.
Do you have a crush on anyone right now? Eh.
Do you flirt a lot? Understatement. No shit.
Sweetest thing you’ve ever gotten:  Fuck. Trying to remember, I can’t. Um. My nephews draw me “ILY” pics.
Do you believe in love at first sight? Ehh not really.
Do you fall in love fast? No.
Do you ever make the first move? Sometimes. Usually when I don’t give a rats ass is when I get all the bitches.
Do you want to get married? Eh.


A daydreamer? Yes.
Talkative? Depends. In between.
Energetic? Depends.
Happy? For the most part.
Depressed? Eh.
Caring? For the most part.
Trustworthy? Yes.
Confident? Mostly.
Friendly? Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure.
Sarcastic? Uh huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.
Dependable? If the situations right.
Adaptable? Eh.
Emotionally strong? Gotta be.
Religious? Yes.
Indecisive? Yes.
Outgoing? Eh.
Nosy? I usually don’t give a fuck.
Lazy? Understatement LOL.
Artistic? Yes.
Serious? Yes.
Thoughtful? Yes and No. I’m very bluntly honest.
Considerate? Most part.
Romantic? Yes.
Obsessive? Sometimes.
Sincere? Sure.
Tolerant? Till you piss me off.

(Source: ilinh91)

Anonymously send me “♡” + a url and I’ll kiss whomever it is. 

metuere |


[Hold on, hold on. The accent’s going to take her an extra couple of seconds, but then—]

I dunno, I dunno—she can’t be that sorry, if she doesn’t exist. It’s the general public I’m worried about, starin’ at those things all the time.

:: Pause. Blink. — wait no, he’s not done pausing. And staring. With these really big eyes. Huge. Yeah. He’s purposefully wide right ‘bout now. ::

…. I think the general public is worried ‘bout you.