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"C'mon, you know it's not like that." - Simon to Izzy
“I saw her hand, Simon. The way she touched you...” Isabelle’s lip curled up as she remembered how this girl had the guts to stroke her boyfriend’s chest like that. She wouldn’t let it slide. No matter what Simon said, who seemed to be defending the other an awful lot. A little too much to Isabelle’s liking.
“I’m going to cut it off.”
♦ - Simon
@parallellives | first word
“Dork.”
Even as a Shadowhunter, there was no other word that came to mind for him, right away.
❝ let me take a look… ❞ (from kisa to isabelle?)
@epeolxtry || caring meme
Isabelle slowly removed the cloth from where she’d been keeping pressure on the wound. Without any other Shadowhunters around, there was no one to give her an IRATZE and when she did it herself, it would never be powerful enough to heal this kind of injury. Besides, she didn’t need the wound closing without all the venom being taken out first. That would be stupid and very LETHAL.
Although she knew the other belonged to the Mexican Culebras, something about Kisa seemed so FAMILIAR to Isabelle it was hard not to feel like she was trustworthy enough.
❝ How does it look? ❞
"So if I'm the Daylighter, am I like Blade? Because that would be SO badass!" - Simon to Izzy
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she answered flippantly, turning on her heel to head out into the darkness of the night. They’d just gotten word of demons on the Empire State Building. Whatever Blade was, could wait. “Let’s go.”
“What is wrong with me?” - Jace @ Izzy
@liveshaunted || You meme
“We don’t know,” she whispered, pressing a wet washing cloth against his forehead. “The iratzes aren’t working and–”
Shaking her head, moslty in defiance because Isabelle didn’t want to speak the words aloud. If she were to tell him how bad it was, that no one had ever seen anything like this, she would be making it more real. She couldn’t accept this. Not now, not ever.
“We’ll find a way to fix this. Alec is already calling Magnus and I’ll send a fire message to the Brothers.” Jace was her BROTHER. It didn’t matter that people had called him a Wayland in the past, or a Herondale now. He was and always would be a Lightwood to Isabelle. And she would go to the ends of the world to save her brother.
“I promise.”
