Jace Wayland

  "Sometimes I tell myself I am okay. I repeat it, like a mantra. I am okay, I am okay, I am okay, I am okay. Because I am afraid if I stop, even for a moment, I will drown in all the reasons I am not."  

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hallieclare‌:

The fact that the knife wasn’t even remotely lowered or moved raised red flags in Hallie’s mind, as did the grin that seemed to cut across his face. However, despite subtle body movements showing her discomfort, Hallie refused to back down. “And I have better shit to do than stand around being threatened by blond playgirl bunnies.”

Jace could tell she didn’t like the knife to her throat, and the darker part of him that he tried to hide flirted with the idea of holding it there until she made the first move. But if anyone passing by saw what was happening he’d be dead, he was walking a thin line in the Downworld as it was. He gave her a shove before lowering the knife, not putting it away just yet. “You’re the asshole that approached me, sweetheart. You could have left well enough alone. This is your fault.”

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hallieclare‌:

As a knife was once again flashed in her face, Hallie’s instinctual reaction was to raise her arms in surrender and quickly back away, as instructed. “There we go, jackass, nice and fuckin’ vague. Let me guess, your avacado wasn’t quite ripe enough for your toast this morning and now your whole fuckin’ days ruined?”

Jace’s smile was sharp and dangerous. “Yeah. You’re right. My avocado tasted like shit and I forgot to toast my toast.” He rolled his eyes. “I have bigger shit to worry about than avocado toast.”

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raynaxwcyfelle‌:

“I’d say yes, but I know your pop culture references are a little rusty so I’ll let you off.” Because she knew that most Shadowhunters didn’t get involved with what the mundanes found interesting, they were simply focused on making sure they didn’t end up dead. “Yes, I’ll take the fall and say that I saw you and felt the overwhelming urge to hit you. It’s not like I’ll be telling a lie.”

“Hey. I’m learning. Simon is teaching me all about this light sword thingy.” He rolled his eyes. “You do realize in today’s political climate that’d probably get you attacked right?”

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fearlessarcher‌:

Alec wasn’t going to divulge all of Beau’s connections to his parabatai because first off, it wasn’t need to know information and secondly, Alec knew Beau’s trust was a once in a lifetime thing. “Is that a genuine offer because I do need help filling a position…” He said, giving his brother an out.

“Of course it’s genuine. I wouldn’t have offered it it wasn’t.” He smirked.

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nycwarlock:

Diana slowly turned to look at the man that had come from inside the Institute. She had only just become privy to the information of the activation of the Soul Sword that resulted in the deaths of so many Downworlders and the news was hitting her a bit harder than she had thought. Leaving her apartment she had no destination in mind and somehow she found herself outside of the Institute. Pulling herself from her thoughts she stood from where she had been sitting, a familiar smirk slipping onto her lips to complete the mask she tended to wear. “Not at the moment, but maybe in an hour or two. Who knows where the night will take me.”

“Take it from me. Right now is not the time to go poking at the Clave. They’re on a hair trigger. You make them pull I’m going to end up doing something stupid again.” He shrugged. “Take it has you will but causing trouble is not a good thing.”

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raynaxwcyfelle:

“You’re more sullen then normal, keep it up and you could be in a competition to be the next James Dean lookalike.” He told the other, glaring at the other and his words. “Yes. We are. The park is empty and given the time of day it is, I don’t think we’re going to get many passerby’s. Now get up before I make you get up.”

“Am I supposed to know who James Dean is?” Jace asked, shooting Rayna an exasperated look. He didn’t want her here but at least she was distracting him from his thoughts for now. “And you’re going to take the fall for when we get caught right? Because I won’t.”

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“Not that I don’t think you can’t sit wherever you want but on the steps of the Institute probably isn’t the brightest idea you’ve ever had.” Especially not after losing Valentine. Again. “They even sent me out here to make sure you weren’t up to no good.”

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fearlessarcher:

“Respect to me, the Head of the Institute?” Alec’s brows rose. He knew Jace only pulled the formal address card when he was pissed or insulted. “I’ll talk to her…if I can manage to find her. Word through the grapevine was that her and Beau got into it or something? I don’t know. All I know is that I’m short a trainer and can’t find my event coordinator.”

“Her and Ravenscar? Didn’t even the two of them were related in anyway. But you’re right, I haven’t seen either of them for days.” He shrugged. “Can’t say I’ll miss either of them to be completely honest. Can I help you though?

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raynaxwcyfelle:

“Damn boy, you are in a bad mood today.” Rayna pointed out, looking at the other and let out a small huff. She looked around them and found the park to be pretty empty, she nudged the other hard and started to remove her jacket. “Come on, Lightwood. Get up.” She demanded, throwing her jacket on the bench, working on tying her hair up. “You’re not going to lie there and mope, we’re going to spar.”

“What gave it away?” He scoffed, putting his hands behind his head. “We’re going to spar...in the middle of the park? Seems like a great idea. Totally down for that.” He didn’t move from the bench.

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hallieclare:

“Oh, I don’t think I’m funny.” Hallie’s face fell with a mocking sincerity.  “I think I’m hilarious.” The smirk that pushed at her cheeks following the completion of the sentence was perhaps overkill, but she felt that she had the right to be a little proud of herself. “What crawled up your ass and died, anyway?” She couldn’t help but question. While she was use to Shadowhunters having a typically sour disposition - especially towards downworlders, apparently - this seemed like a reach, even for one of them.

“Ha. Ha. Ha.” In the blink of an eye Jace had pulled out a dagger and held it in front of her face. “Lots of things have happened to me. But I think the most pressing thing here is how nice you think I am. Get off me.”

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hallieclare:

His reaction was disappointing, to say the least, but she’d bite. “Nope, and I don’t care either.” She replied, her eyes darting around, inspecting their surroundings out of habit as she uncomfortably shuffled her feet. “Trust me, if I was gonna touch you, I would have touched you by now.” Although, that did give her an idea. Using her vampire speed, she was almost instantly hovering over him, one hand resting on the back of the bench as she made sure that she was close enough for it to be uncomfortable, but not so close that she was she made any physical contact. “Besides, where’s the fun in that?”

And then she was over him. Jace didn’t react. He knew that’s what she was looking for. Every nerve on his body was screaming to get away. She was too close but he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. If Valentine had taught him anything it was how to ignore you’re own pain. “You must think you’re funny. Can’t say I do.” He’d give her five seconds to move or the blade would be coming out. What was another life on his bloody hands anyways?

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hallieclare:

“Who died and made you king?” Hallie crossed her arms as she looked down at the blonde Shadowhunter. She hadn’t intended on stopping or sitting until the boy had addressed her, but she wasn’t about to stand around and let him be a complete asshole towards her, Shadowhunter or not. “Wake up on the wrong side of the bench or something?” She joked, taking a step closer. “Didn’t think Shadowhunters could be hobos, but I’ve been wrong before.” Another step. “What, vampire got your tongue?” A wide grin followed by a mocking lick along her fangs would hopefully be enough to get some kind of rise out of him. Otherwise she’d just be disappointed - if you were going to be a jerk at lest be a jerk with a backbone.

This vampire was stupid. There was no doubting that. Not anymore. He opened his eyes and started at her, not the least bit bothered by her jabs or subtle threats. “You clearly don’t know who I am do you?” His voice was eerily calm. “I’ll give you a second to think about it. Maybe you’ll come to the conclusion that if you attempt to touch me you won’t like what happens next.” He wouldn’t kill her but he really wasn’t in the mood to get needled by her either. He still hadn’t moved off the bench.

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fearlessarcher:

“Elisabete Rosewane?” He squinted. “Are you sure we’re even talking about the same girl? She’s shown nothing but respect since she moved in.”

“Short. Brown hair? Holier than thou attitude? Yes. yes I am. Respect to you, the Head of the Institute.”

[nyctosaurid]

vampires always like “i could kill you if I wanted” like? yeah? so could another human being. so could a dog. so could a dedicated duck. you arent special

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raynaxwcyfelle:

“The mundie or the stick? I feel like that’s an important question to ask.” She told the other, taking in his appearance, noting the way he wasn’t up to their normal banter, causing her brows to furrow as she continued to examine the blond. “I’d ask what’s wrong or what’s on your mind, but I have a sneaking suspicion that you won’t tell me if I do.”

Jace rolled his head to the side and leveled a blank stare at her. “Both. Depends on what kind of mood I’m in when they poke me.” He rolled his head back and closed his eyes. “Well aren’t you the smart cookie of the evening?”

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werewolfjae:

Jae had a helluva day. First she was fired. Second she’d blown ass in an interview. And third, she was late on rent. Just wanting to collect her thoughts, she was planning on sitting down but lo and behold, was being told she couldn’t. “I don’t have time for your white nonsense, Shadowhunter.” She dropped her weight on the top of his calves and sat.

“My...My white nonsense?” Jace didn’t move, didn’t even open his eyes. Confused as he was he had no intention of moving. Then she sat on him and Jace felt his anger boil over. “Get the fuck off me or you’re going to end up with a...” Violence probably wouldn’t o well for his less than stellar personal image. “Get the fuck off me or I swear by the Angel you’ll regret it.”

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ofangxlveins:

“Believe it or not I came over here for you, not the bench” Clary shook her head gently, an amused grin lifting the corners of her mouth. “Are you okay?” Stupid question, Clary. “I mean, um, how are you doing with all of this?” she asked, unable to even imagine what he must have gone through. She was fairly certain she didn’t want to know. The only sanctuary Clary had now was that her father, their father, was locked away where he couldn’t hurt Jace anymore. Sure, Clary had resented her mother for lying to her for all of this time, but at least she got her away from that monster. 

Jace’s eyes snapped open at the sound of Clary’s voice, caught off guard. He hadn’t expected her to come looking for him. He barely held back a dark laugh at her ridiculous question. Was he doing all right? How were you supposed to do after you murdered your friend’s friends because you were played like a fiddle by a mad man? He couldn’t take his anger out on her though, but that didn’t stop his answer from sound terse. “I’ve had better days. At least today I wasn’t yelled at by a pissed off Downworlder.” Nominally because he’d gone into hiding but Clary didn’t need to know this.