Jace Wayland, or whatever you want to call me. Do what you want. Don't get in my way. Just don't touch my stuff.Mun and muse are 18+. Please read the Accords and the About section, as well as the Verses before interacting."He began to see that the falcon was beautiful, that its slim wings were built for the speed of flight, that it was strong and swift, fierce and gentle. When it dived to the ground, it moved like likght. When it learned to circle and come to his wrist, he neary shouted with delight Sometimes the bird would hope to his shoulder and put its beak in his hair. He knew his falcon loved him, and when he was certain it was not just tamed but perfectly tamed, he went to his father and showed him what he had done, expecting him to be proud." -- City of Bones
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[SO HI EVERYONE. Sorry I’ve been missing. My boyfriend and I finally
moved into our house and then I started working at the other branch
belonging to my store. I work 9 hours a day, about 4 days a week. I’m
going to try and get some drafts done before I go to work today! anyway,
I’m back!]
[So, exciting news, MY BOYFRIEND AND I ARE MOVING INTO A HOUSE TODAY. This is why I've been absent, as I've been packing and what have you... Regardless, I will be doing replies and such starting tomorrow. Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox Ayla]
[I thought my head canon about Jace hating ducks was mine... But maybe I haven't read the books in so long that it's a legit head canon... Can someone confirm or deny said head canon as a legitimate canon thing? Thaaaanks omg.]
[I’ve gotta work 9-6 tomorrow, and then it’s Game of Thrones night. I’m going
to do meme and draft replies tomorrow... bleh. I don’t WANT TO WORK.
Someone win the lottery for me.]
[k, nonnie. not giving you the power you want by posting your question on my blog, but I’m gonna address it anyway and you’re going to like it (or not, which is fine with me.]
[There’s no need for you to come into my ask all rude because I use Dominic Sherwood as my Face Claim even though I’m BOOK CANON. No need for it. This is my Jace and my Jace only. You don’t get to be a butt-hurt shadow hovering over me and making me feel like my character is LESS IMPORTANT because I use the same actor that is already used as Jace for the television show. It’s like if you stepped into the ASOIAF fandom and got mad at all the Margaerys because they used Natalie Dormer even though they’re book canon muses. AH. Not posting what you said in exact detail because I refuse to give you that power, but you should know, if you send me something else rude, I’m going to turn off anon and FIND YOU. I’m 5′8″ of pure fiery fury and I know how to break elbows. I will do anything it takes to protect my baby... Even over exaggerate what I’ll do to you if you keep pulling on my dick. Kthxbai.]
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Daenerys looks down on him from the dais, her hands rested upon her lap. She furrows her brows slightly, wondering why he had been looking for her.
“Well, here I am,” she says, a bit dryly. “What is it that you want?”
Watching her face, Jace smiled slightly before bowing his head. “And here you are.” Straightening his back, the blond haired man gestured towards the Dragon Queen as well as the guards surrounding her.
“You have many dedicated followers -- and even dedicated warriors that would lay their lives down for yours -- but many have not set foot in Westeros. Some have, but it has been years. I believe, between my skills, knowledge, and--” a flip of his bangs, moving them out of his eyes, “--dashing charisma, I think I would be an asset to you.”
Isabelle cringed at the mention of his birthparents, if she ever lost her parents she would be devastated. Even though she didn’t have much of a bond with her mom. “Jace..” She whispers, not knowing what to say to make him feel just a little bit better. “Of course you can! I’m your sister, and I love you, I would do anything to help you, even if it means that I’ll have to sleep on a mattress in your room every night until the nightmares stop haunting you.” Isabelle nudged his shoulder gently. He, Alec and Max would alway be the most important men in her life.
Leading against her, he shook his head. “I don’t want to be a burden, Iz. I don’t want you to have to sleep in my room every night to make sure that I’m okay. I just want to be okay... I guess it’s too much to ask. Besides, it doesn’t happen that often. Every once and a while.” Turning his head, Jace kissed the top of Isabelle’s head. “You’re the best sister I could ever ask for, Izzy. I love you, too. It’s just going to take me time.” Pausing, he shrugged. “I know it’s been years, but it’s still an adjustment I need to make.”
Alec followed quickly behind Jace, making sure to stay close to him as they pushed their way through the crowd. Once again he began looking around, this time for Izzy. There were several black haired females among the crowd and his focus was on Jace mostly.
“What makes you so sure our target is even here?”
Turning his head towards Alec for a second, smiling, Jace shrugged. “Would you believe me if I said shadowhunter’s intuition?” Not even waiting for an answer, he continued to talk. “One of the werewolves who hangs out here owed me a favour. He’s been keeping an eye out for me.” Pausing, he let his eyes scan in front of him, Jace took his environment in.
“They’ve been tracking the demon for me. It’s here.”
———– clary turned to watch his demonstration with intent and concentration. how he held himself, feet, hips and shoulders squared — just as he told her to be. the stance itself seemed unnatural in clary’s perspective … she was supposed to stand like that twenty-four-seven when it came to battling demons…? W E L L … she had her hands placed on her hips and the training weapon dangled from her hand slightly. she shifted her position and the training object to fit in the other hand that dominated the other. “okay,” she agreed. “but go easy on me. some of us are new at this.” clary moved her stance to mimic the one demonstrated by jace, training weapon raised to attack him. she moved in to strike him…
Jace listened to her, grinning. She was right; Clary was new to thing... But that didn’t mean he was going to go completely easy on her. It wouldn’t help her. Not in the long run. Besides, there was strength in her. She had the instincts. She just needed to work on the skill part of being a shadowhunter.
But as she moved to strike him, Jace raised his own staff and stopped her attack. Moving the end of the weapon in a circular motion, Jace deflected her movement and pushed her staff away from him and his staff. “Come on. Try again. This time move through the attack. Don’t stop halfway. It makes it too easy for me to break through and shake you off.”
out of breath, the scrawny boy knelt over, hands bracing against his knees and he let out an ugly cough. one hand came up, motioning for the blonde to pause, before he stood straighter and looked at him. ‘ okay, first of all — shut it. second, we’ve been through this. i am not exactly one of the RUNNING shadowhunters. i’m more of a … behind the curtain shadowhunter. who really likes swords. ‘
Rolling his eyes, Jace stared at Stiles and shook his head gently. “Really? So, tell me. How does staying behind the scenes, working on technology and swords, help us if there is an immediate threat.” Looking away, the blond inhaled and exhaled deeply before looking back to the scrawny boy. “I’m sorry. I’m being tough on you. But you know that, even behind the scenes shadowhunters need to be properly trained.”