↳ Isabelle Lightwood
” What’s the point in wasting a perfectly good brick wall when you have someone to throw against it, that’s what I always say.”
“Is Alec gay?”
Isabelle’s wrist jerked. The eyeliner skidded, inking a long line of black from the corner of Clary’s eye to her hairline. “Oh, hell,” Isabelle said, putting the pen down.
“It’s all right,” Clary began, putting her hand up to her eye.
“No, it isn’t.” Isabelle sounded near tears as she scrabbled around among the piles of junk on top of the vanity. Eventually she came up with a cotton ball, which she handed to Clary. “Here. Use this.” She sat down on the edge of the bed, ankle bracelets jingling, and looked at Clary through her hair. “How did you guess?” she finally said.
City of Bones + Izzy Lightwood
make me choose / anonymous asked:
clarissa fray orisabelle lightwood