All The Legends Are True

“We’re just kids. We aren’t supposed to be heroes.” Selective, mutuals only, sideblog, 18+. Read rules before interacting. PERSONALS DO NOT INTERACT Brief hiatus

[spunsugarmusings]

What season do you think my muse embodies and why?

[thecursedson]

Good morning, everyone! As I said last night I will be rolling on here for realsies after work! Ideally, I will be on for a couple of hours before I have to go to bed! 

So, go ahead and like this lil’ post and I’ll make you a lil’ starter {probs gonna be a one-liner or music inspired}. If you’re a MULTIMUSE or a SIDE BLOG, please let me know which muse and/or blog you’d like in the reply section below or I’m just gonna pick {which could be fun}! Friendly reminder, I am not mutual exclusive, but if we haven’t interacted before I am probably going to take a look around your blog, read some things and probably say hi! ^-^

Have a lovely Monday, everyone! ^-^  ❤ ❤ ❤

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

//liked! Jace wants his Baeby.

[justmilah]

eatingcroutons‌:

some asshole: “Why do you even like that character?”

me: “Because they’re a great character.”

asshole: “But they’ve done so many shitty and problematic things, you can’t just excuse-”

me: “I said a GREAT CHARACTER not a GOOD PERSON you imaginationless wet napkin, this character is an asshole and a human disaster who deserves everything coming to them but they c a n s t i l l b e m y f a v o r i t e”

[thecursedson]

J A C E‌:

“You are the closest I will ever be to heaven,” Jace murmured as he pulled Bae closer. “And that is the best thing in the world to me.” Kissing Bae was better than heaven, in Jace’s opinion. 

Baelfire took a couple steps inward as he was pulled closer with ease. He smiled against Jace’s lips while his fingers delicate traced along Jace’s cheeks. “The fact that I’m the closest thing to Heaven is the best thing in the world to you…?” He repeated, almost in disbelief. “You’ll be closer to Heaven than just knowing me, Jace… We will get there together, one day. We have to. I won’t have it any other way.”

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

“Who needs Heaven when I have you?” Jace retorted as he nuzzled Bae. “Where we are right now is perfect.” 

[lexpxrdus-a]

mcrgensternsandwarlcks‌:

Jace leaned down and nuzzled his mother, eyes screwed shut as he took in her scent. “I wanna go home,” he mumbled. But where was home? Not New York City, not anymore. Not Idris. Mama spoke French. Could France be home? Maybe. 

It hurts Céline’s heart to witness her son so upset; having had him ripped from her before he was even born, she’d never even been able to hold her son - but she had been able to tell her bump that she’d give him a better life than her parents had given her ( and how it felt as if she’d failed! ). “Where is home, bébé?”

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

“I don’t know...” Jace admitted. He huddled closer, eyes downcast. “I’m lost, Mama.” He was. Oh so very lost, and confused, and scared. 

[thecursedson]

J A C E‌:

Jace leaned in and kissed him. “I don’t need a fairy tale. I just need you,” he mumbled against Bae’s mouth. Fairy tales were magic. Jace didn’t want or need magic to mess up either of their lives anymore. 

Leave it to Jace to make Baelfire nearly drop the pillow in his hands. No, not nearly, he did. “You will always have me.” He whispered against Jace’s lips before he tossed the pillow to the side so that he could shift to be closer to Jace.

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

“You are the closest I will ever be to heaven,” Jace murmured as he pulled Bae closer. “And that is the best thing in the world to me.” Kissing Bae was better than heaven, in Jace’s opinion. 

[memeclassheroes]

[jeilx2903]

ALL KISSING/MAKING OUT SCENES OF PHILKAS 

Let’s hope Youtube doesn’t strike this video down since it took me some hella times to cut all the scenes. 

I’ve been missing Philkas a lot, so I just got up from my bed and did something. 

[notastudentlighter]

mcrgensternsandwarlcks‌:

@notastudentlighter cont. from x

“Chris,” Jace breathed, eyes bright with a mix of fever and happiness. He stumbled forward, knocking his hip against the table. He hissed in pain, shoulders stiffening. “Chris,” he said in a soft voice. “I think I’m about to pass out.” 

And then he did.

Chris frowned when he took in the state Jace was. Worry sparked up in him, made his insides go cold for a moment and his heart pound furiously. “Jace, what happened?” He asked while he hurried over to the other, partly to make sure he was really there and partly to keep him from toppling over. 

Just when he reached Jace, the other fell and Chris wrapped his arms around him to keep him from falling flat on his face. “Shit!” He cursed and then slowly carried Jace over to the small couch to lay him down there. “I let you leave my sight for five minutes and then that,” Chris muttered softly and gently ran his hand through Jace’s hair. He could not heal, his powers blocked thanks to Wyatt, but he had some potions which could help. But first Chris went to retrieve a cold washcloth he put on Jace’s forehead. 

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

Jace shivered when the cloth was laid over his forehead. His fever was high, even the air was cold to him, despite being wrapped in his leather jacket and long sleeve shirt. He squirmed, trembling as he was caught in the throes of injury and fever. 

“Chris?” He called in his sleep. “Chris, I can’t find her.” He trembled, tears leaking from beneath his eyelids. “I can’t find her,” he repeated. His hands flexed like he was grabbing at something or someone.

[lexpxrdus-a]

mcrgensternsandwarlcks‌:

Jace closed his eyes and sniffled, shaking a little. “I’m sorry mama,” he said in a small voice. “It’s my fault. He hurt you because of me.” Jace was only 23 and yet he felt like he had the weight of the universe on his thin shoulders. “I love you mama,” he said in an even smaller voice.

Céline shook her head, smoothing a thin hand up and down her son’s back. “It’s not your fault, bébé. He would have had me killed anyway - I wasn’t overly useful to him.” Not a pleasant subject to discuss with the son you haven’t seen in so long, but here they were. “I love you too, bébé.”

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

Jace leaned down and nuzzled his mother, eyes screwed shut as he took in her scent. “I wanna go home,” he mumbled. But where was home? Not New York City, not anymore. Not Idris. Mama spoke French. Could France be home? Maybe. 

[lost-goddesss]

angel aesthetic

[lexpxrdus-a]

mcrgensternsandwarlcks‌:

@lexpxrdus cont. from x

“Mama!” Jace ran to his mother. He wrapped his arms around her, ducking a little to bury his face in her shoulder. Tears burned at his eyes as he pulled back, sniffling. “I’m sorry Mama,” he said, voice trembling. “I didn’t stop him.”

“It’s alright, mon coeur.” Céline soothed, holding her son as tightly as she could. It hurt her heart to let him down when he pulled away, especially when it appeared that he was ready to cry. “You don’t have to fight all the time. You can rest now.”   

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

Jace closed his eyes and sniffled, shaking a little. “I’m sorry mama,” he said in a small voice. “It’s my fault. He hurt you because of me.” Jace was only 23 and yet he felt like he had the weight of the universe on his thin shoulders. “I love you mama,” he said in an even smaller voice.

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

@notastudentlighter cont. from x

“Chris,” Jace breathed, eyes bright with a mix of fever and happiness. He stumbled forward, knocking his hip against the table. He hissed in pain, shoulders stiffening. “Chris,” he said in a soft voice. “I think I’m about to pass out.” 

And then he did.

[protectxthem-deactivated2019102]

“I know I took the path that you would never want for me. I know I let you down, didn’t I?”

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

“Lucifer... you didn’t let us down. Father did.” Jace reached across and touched his brother’s hand. “You are still wonderful.”

[mcrgensternsandwarlcks]

@lexpxrdus cont. from x

“Mama!” Jace ran to his mother. He wrapped his arms around her, ducking a little to bury his face in her shoulder. Tears burned at his eyes as he pulled back, sniffling. “I’m sorry Mama,” he said, voice trembling. “I didn’t stop him.”

[x-impulsive-x-deactivated202012]

i love(d) you.

[lovexxxlovethings]

“Taste me, these salty tears on my cheeks. That’s what a year long headache does to you, I’m not okay, I feel so scattered.”

— listen before I go, Billie Eilish