SHADOWHUNTER.

IND. CANON DIVERGENT JACE WAYLAND. PREV. SERAPHBLADED.

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*squats directly onto a dick* *knees crack* hrghgahghg *gets up*

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A N G E L I C H E R I T A G E :

what’s meant as a quip still manages to leave a sour taste in his mouth,  in spite of how quick he is to brush off the connotations.  to not ruin the first real conversation they’ve had in months that  hasn’t  escalated into some kind of fruitless argument.     ‘   i remember.  as long as  he  remembers i’m just trying to look out for him.   ’

THE HEART IS STILL HEAVY,     weighted beneath his ribcage,  knotted   &   scarred.  still,  he finds solace in the presence of his parabatai.  two souls intertwined as one.     ‘     –––––     i’m sure he’d be more  inclined  to believe that if you hadn’t dropped him twice.  one time was bad enough.     ’

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E N D U R I N G W I L L :

                 ❝                  is that punching bag putting up a good fight? ❞     //  @distancetofall 

BENEATH THE WRAP,     the skin of his knuckles begin to swell  &  bruise.  a jolt of  PAIN  runs the length of his arm,  from wrist to shoulder,  as he lands one last solid strike.     ‘     i couldn’t ask for a better opponent     –––––     unfortunately.     ’

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lilylunawrites:

me planning on doing replies

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H E R S E L E C T R U M :

             ––––––––––– A MESS HAD ERUPTED IN THE INSTITUTE KITCHEN ; chocolate stains dripped from the ceiling, dough c r u m p l e d the tiles and few trays had mildly been set on fire –– hence the THREE hour expense instead of h a l f an hour. the black stain on her chin could not be hidden ; though she’d tried to clean off m o s t of the disaster.  ❛ don’t give me that face again ! i’m trying to do something NICE for you and here you go by bringing up my PREVIOUS cooking. but no –– these are white chocolate chip cookies ! simon googled it for me. A VIDEO, really.❜

DESPITE HER BEST EFFORTS,     food prepared by ISABELLE LIGHTWOOD is  dangerous,   &   better avoided than digested     ❪     even the healing rune couldn’t soothe his  stomach pains  the last time he was  guilted  into taste-testing one of her ingredient  CONCOCTIONS.     ❫     ‘     how could i forget ?  you tried to poison me !  i’m entitled to be apprehensive.  it’s too bad,  though.  i cut sugar out of my diet     –––––     need to get in shape.     ’

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A N G E L I C H E R I T A G E :

‘   –––––  izzy would be helping you pick out something white.  i know.   ’     his tone is idle,  save the overtures of something best left unacknowledged.  a beat of silence and then he’s covering the space between them to sit on the arm of the couch,  adjacent to where jace is lounged.     ‘   any suggestions ?  i’d apologize,  but i’m sure it’s  nothing  he hasn’t heard before.   ’

‘     IF IT’S ANY CONSOLATION,     he snubbed me for weeks after i stepped on his tail     –––––     what kind of monster have i become ?     ’     the confession is charged with  exaggerated remorse,  which doesn’t earn the favour of their friend,  who lingers at the threshold of jace’s bedroom,  observing.     ‘     it’s the  THOUGHT  that counts.  just remember that.     ’

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A N G E L I C H E R I T A G E :

‘   i think he’s still holding a  grudge  against me for dropping him once.   ’     as if on cue,  the cat levels a narrowed glare at alec before slinking towards the door.     ‘   see ?  i told you.  nothing gets past him.   ’

‘     ONCE?     you dropped him  twice,   &   still haven’t made amends     –––––     ’     ever supportive of his immortal  feline friend,  he feigns resentment on church’s behalf.     ‘     if looks could  kill  . . .     ’

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Shadowhunters Meme {2/5} Shadowhunters: Jace Wayland.

“ I don’t know who I am anymore. There’s darkness in me. It’s always been there. “

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' cassandra clare's self-insert clary ' is the realest thing i've ever read

NO SHADE,   but     –––––     /sips tea.

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H E R S E L E C T R U M :

                ❛ YOU KNOW –––––––– if i didn’t k n o w better, i’d think you were put on HOUSE ARREST by our brother. IRONIC, isn’t it ?? how the great JACE LIGHTWOOD has to be under supervision at all times.❜ amusement lingered in her tone ; raven locks dangling right above her bum. ❛ i also felt b a d for you, so i took time AND effort to bake you some cookies ! and you are to eat them, got it ?? it took me THREE HOURS !!❜ // @distancetofall

‘     VERY FUNNY,  IZZY.     at least i’m making the most of my sentence     –––––     ’     after channeling rage into rigorous training until he  aches  from exertion,  cornered between the precipice of exhaustion   &   a second wind that promises no positive outcome barring  muscle strain  that ought to,  at the least,  keep him  contained.  jace sponges away the  SWEAT  with a towel,  discards it,  then passes isabelle a glance.     ‘     don’t tell me you used the chocolate chip chunk recipe again.      ’

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H E R S E L E C T R U M :

             ❛ YOU ARE SO RIGHT, JACE LIGHTWOOD ! it sounds to be that this is m o r e like a SUICIDE mission ! what is even going through your mind ?? –– trust me. i’ll kick your ass M O R E than once ; but don’t you think it’s up to me AND alec to decide if we want to go or not ?? we’re f a m i l y. you and alec fight BETTER when you are by each others side ! you can’t take him down alone.❜

‘     I’M NOT A LIGHTWOOD.     even maryse can agree to that.     ’     a bitter truth,  leaving behind the  foul aftertaste  of guilt.     ‘     it isn’t a noble act of  selflessness  to honour the oath we swore when we became parabatai by  dying  at the hands of valentine     –––––     it’s not worth risking both your life,   &   his.  but this conversation is running in circles.  where’d he hide the ring,  iz ?     ’

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I N K F I S T S :

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                   ❛     it’s hard t’ take you     seriously     with you dressed like     THAT.     ❜     the guy definitely wasn’t from     south side.     swathed head to toe in     leather,     he looked like he’d fallen out of some     ( gay greasers )     movie. to say mickey was     amused     was an     UNDERSTATEMENT.     lips twist  into a wide smile, tossing back his shot of     whiskey,     slamming the glass down on the bar, the     b u r n     sidling comfortably down his throat. 

BLACK FOR HUNTING THROUGH THE NIGHT,     &   bearing witness to the  ATROCITIES  hidden beneath shadows,  preying on pain,  on suffering.     ❪     all the legends are  true.     ❫     his apparel,  at the least,  is practical   &   convenient in the  HEAT OF COMBAT.  modern,  durable,  resilient     ❪     in stark contrast to his patience.     ❫     his  disinterest  is conveyed through a  monotonous  tone,  barely passing as tolerant.     ‘     &   here i thought i was finally rid of  mundanes  throwing around their valueless opinions.  have another shot.  maybe you’ll finally say something  interesting.     ’

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angelicheritage.

‘   of course.  he has clear instructions  —  watch your every move,  and report back if you try anything suspicious.   ’     kidding.  but that wouldn’t quite be the  worst  idea alec’s had this week.

‘     BACKSTABBING JUDAS.     i should have known he was  conspiring  against me     –––––     ’     a light-hearted jest in return,  though he suspects church truly is playing double-agent.

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‘     CHURCH   has been in here all morning.  did you put him up to this ?     ’     lounged,  stretching out tired muscle   &   aching bone,  voice rasping in his throat     ❪     all but half-conscious     –––––     ❫

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