[celinesson]

*pokes my head back in*

I swear I’m still alive.

[celinesson]

Angels Playing With Fire

[hellraiised]

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@hellraiised

“Ok, give your eyes a moment to adjust.” Jace finished unwrapping the bandages from Sebastian’s eyes. “You’ll be a bit sensitive to all the lights and colors.” He said, tossing the bandage away. “But you’ll get used to it with time.”

It had been a month since the war in Idris. Sebastian had somehow, miraculously, survived the Holy Fire. A fact that Jace was actually grateful for. After being bound to Sebastian, after having somewhat lived in his head, Jace understood him. The others would never understand why he was so insistent on helping the other blonde but it was hard to pry him from Sebastian’s side. Maybe it was what was left of their twisted inversion of a parabatai bond. Maybe it was simply that Jace genuinely wanted to get to know Sebastian Fairchild and not Sebastian Morgenstern. Which it was, Jace wouldn’t say. 

“How do your arms feel today?” He started to unwrap Sebastian’s left arm, an open tin of ointment on the bed. 

jonathan wasn’t sure how long he had been in the hospital wing of the institute. the days all melted together as he floated in and out of consciousness, occasionally hearing snippets of conversations in the room. it seemed as if there weren’t a lot of people in his corner- though that was generally what he expected after everything he had done. he felt like a mummy, bandaged nearly head to toe for various injuries both caused by the heavenly fire that coursed through his veins in edom and the fact he was almost certainly dead for a minute or two. the blond wasn’t sure how he knew such a thing, but he just did. there was such an immense feeling of nothingness that he was nearly certain that there had been a time when his heart had stopped beating, no matter how brief it had been.  he was startled awake by hands gently prodding at the bandages wrapped around his head, the fabric coming loose and the same hands pulling it away methodically. he knew very well who the voice belonged to, the perfect herondale who had once filled him with such rage sitting by his bedside for reasons that jonathan morgenstern couldn’t possibly fathom.  he hadn’t entirely processed what had been said to him when light hit his eyes for the first time since he had been pulled out of edom, almost immediately squinting as the harsh light caused him discomfort, despite only being natural sunlight through the large stained glass windows.  “i suppose if i don’t, i’ll just look very suspicious of people all the time.” he replied dryly, watching as jace began to move his attention to his left arm and unwrap the bandages that had been wrapped around it rather snugly, with an absurd amount of care. he would never admit the degree to which the kindness he was shown made him uncomfortable, or how the hands that ghosted over his sore flesh still stung with each touch.  jonathan’s eyes finally relaxed as they adjusted to the sunlight, irises a mossy green as they flickered up to watch jace’s face rather than his hands. “ they’re fine.” he replied, lifting his right arm with little to no problem off the bed, then placing it back on his lap and shrugging though his left shoulder didn’t exactly mimic the action of the right, delayed significantly and moving barely an inch, if that. he didn’t want to admit to himself that his left arm and shoulder had been affected quite a bit more than any other limb due to the position of his sister’s sword when it had ran him through, damaging muscle and nerve tissues that may not ever be the same as before.  “ how are your arms? faring well, i hope?”

[celinesson]

“You’re already suspicious of everyone all the time,” Jace remarked as he unwrapped Jonathan’s left arm up to his elbow. “This may sting a little,” he warned, his own fingers tingling as he dipped them into the ointment. 

It had a strong scent of mint, Jace noted as he began spreading it over Sebastian’s hand and forearm. 

“Sorry if this hurts,” he murmured. “The Silent Brothers said it needs to be applied twice a day everyday until further notice. You’ll also be getting iratzes and other healing runes regularly if possible.” Emergency runes had been applied of course, once Clary realized Sebastian was still breathing. Jace honestly didn’t remember the trip home. 

He remembered holding Jonathan’s bloodied body, silently begging him to live. He remembered the Silent Brothers descending on him and pulling Sebastian away even as he tried to fight them, to pull the broken blonde back into his arms. There had been a ringing in his ears during it, but, as he later found out from Clary, that had been his own screams. One of the Silent Brothers had sedated him, to keep him from fighting them and interfering with their healing of Sebastian. 

“Sebastian,” he said, pausing to take in his thoughts. “How do you feel? Emotionally?” It was awkwardly delivered, unsurprising considering Jace’s track record with talking about emotions. 

He was also still holding the other blonde’s hand, he noticed after a moment.

[kingobrooklyn-baby]

wanting to interact with other blogs but getting anxiety because they’re Cool™ and you’re a piece of lettuce is a very interesting thing to go through every day

[celinesson]

ONE ( NAME / ALIAS ): Lassa TWO ( BIRTHDAY ):  April 10th THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ): Aries FOUR ( HEIGHT ): 5′8 or so, it depends on my shoes tbh FIVE ( HOBBIES ):  Writing, listening to music, reading, swimming, and Pinterest SIX ( FAVOURITE COLOUR(S) ): Gray, medium light. SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ): Harry Potter, Cherry Heaven, and others but I can’t remember most of them lol. EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO: ): BITE by Troye Sivan NINE ( LAST FILM WATCHED ): Mamma Mia TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ): I fell in love with JCB’s portrayal in the movie. That had originally been my motivation on a different blog (which soon turned into a multimuse and was soon abandoned after a bad incident with a former partner). I then picked up the books at the library and got sucked into book Jace. So I decided to make a purely book based blog and have been here for about five total minutes, though I’ve been on this hellsite for four years. ELEVEN ( DREAM JOB ): I know what field I want to do something in (sociology) but I don’t know what exactly I want to do in it.  TWELVE ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ): Jace is Celine’s son and, in my writing, I hope to explore him creating more of a connection to his mom rather than Stephen, though Jace canonically doesn’t hold any love for Stephen since Stephen’s letters hardly, if ever, talk about Celine. But there’s no moment where Jace connects to Celine in any fashion, essentially distancing him from both of his parents and not giving any finality to his desperate search for them. I could go on about how Jace and Celine’s lives have parallels and how Jace connecting to Celine could have been led to great subplot of him petitioning the Clave to have her body exhumed and examined to determine if she did commit suicide and, if she didn’t, cremate her and have her interred in the City of Bones. But that’s just me. 

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[celinesson]

“I am who I am because of you.”

“Well that sounds a lot like you’re blaming me for it.”

[celinesson]

“Oh shit,” Jace paled. “I’ll check the kitchen!” He ran off and came back a moment later with a mournful expression. “I’ll call for pizza if you call Alec,” he offered. “Also, we need a new toaster.”

[celinesson]

“I am who I am because of you.”

“Well that sounds a lot like you’re blaming me for it.”

[constructingrunes-deactivated20]

The redhead shook her head, waves bouncing slightly. “No, I’m not blaming you. You’ve made me a stronger person, a better warrior, a braver girl. You’ve only done good, Jace.”

[celinesson]

“Oh good.” Jace remarked. “Dinner would have been awkward otherwise.”

[celinesson]

"You were crying in your sleep... is everything alright?

He pauses in his reading to give her a look. “I’m fine,” he said shortly. “It was just a bad dream.” Jace shifted the journal in his hands, hiding it’s contents. “I’m trying to read,” he finally muttered. “I’ll come back to bed in a bit.” 

[celinesson]

“I am who I am because of you.”

“Well that sounds a lot like you’re blaming me for it.”

[celinesson]

“Breathe, Jace. It was just a nightmare. I’m here, nothing bad is gonna happen.”

“Don’t,” Jace was breathing through his nose. “Please just don’t touch me right now.” He pulled away, looking sick and shaky. “I-” he clamped a hand over his mouth and bolted for the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind him. Inside, he threw up everything that was in his stomach, bile burning his throat.

[celinesson]

sleep sentence starters 💤

"*yawn* I'm not tired I swear..."

"I'm too tired for this shit."

"Would you get mad if I fell asleep on you? You're so comfy.."

"You can take a nap on me if you want."

*wiggles around while dreaming like a sleeping puppy*

"I just had the weirdest dream... and you were in it!"

"My snoring's not that bad..."

"I do not snore!"

"Do I really snore?"

"I'm trying to sleep here!"

"That doesn't look like a very comfortable place to sleep."

*yawn*

"I do not drool when I sleep!"

"Do I really drool when I sleep?"

"If you do the cold water prank on me while I'm sleeping I'll kill you."

"If you do the whipped cream and feather prank on me while I'm sleeping you're dead to me."

*sleepy mumbling noises*

"Do I really talk in my sleep?"

"Do I say anything interesting when I talk in my sleep?"

"Have a nice nap?"

"Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Want me to sing you a lullaby?"

"Having trouble sleeping?"

"You can sleep in my bed if you want."

"Your snoring kept me up all night."

"Go to sleep already..."

"You were crying in your sleep... is everything alright?"

"Bad dreams again?"

"Not another nightmare is it?"

"You look exhausted, you should get some sleep."

*draws mustache on you while you sleep*

"You woke me up... I was having a nice nap too..."

"I wanna go back to bed..."

"Wh-? I jus' woke up..."

"You sleep too much."

"You don't sleep enough"

"You look so cute when you're asleep. So peaceful."

"Sometimes I watch you sleep."

[inncarnat]

Do me a favor. Reblog this if you welcome the use of ask memes as icebreakers between characters that have never, or rarely, interacted before.

[rosqles]

the shadowhunter chronicles a-z   [ A - C  ]

a - angels / b - book of white / c - clave

[jacfletch]

FUCK narratives that force a child to forgive their shitty parent out of guilt and/or obligation!!!