xxaleclightwood:

How many times do I have to say it? No!

Okay. Sorry to bother you. 

daniraine-shadowworld:

“Yeah, thinking off just relaxing there’s only so much partying I can take.”

Klaire nodded “Fair enough.”

catalinadevalencia:

“That it does.”

“Yep.”

arvidxolofsson:

Hm. He hummed and wondered what the meatballs would taste like. He didn’t have any in quite a long time, maybe about 20 or 30 years. Before Arvid started to eat he drank from his wine and then slowly started eating.

Klaire happily popped a meatball into her mouth, she smiled at the taste enjoying the köttbullar. Once she had finishing chewing Klaire said to Arvid This is lovely, the meatballs are really nice.

katxherondale:

Yeah, blame my dad!

O-kay?

aeresxbethel:

Thank you, really.

By the way, what’s your name, cutie?

No problem. I’m Klaire, Klaire Ravensbone. Nice to meet you.

warlock-jane:

Uh…is it…really really dead?

Klaire bent down in front of the demon Not quite, but it is dying. 

bewitching-clarissa-romanoff:

You would have gotten there on your own sooner or later. 

Perhaps, but both you and Ophelia have been very helpful and I am grateful for it.

daniraine-shadowworld:

“Today? I don’t think so, I was probably just going to have a night in.”

“My favourite.” Klaire said smiling “I love staying in with a good book.”

aarcnwarner:

“The thing with  p r i v a c y  is I’m just going to make sure that whatever I hold sacred stays sacred. What I hold dear to my heart is nobody’s business in the same way whatever you hold dear to your heart is nobody’s business, unless you’re willing to share that.”