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Dream/Nightmare Meme || NIGHTMARE.

The lightning and thunder fought valiantly to compete with the crashing of the waves. The sea was wreaking vengeance and it had a score to settle with the earth. Emma was covered in a mix of the pounding rain and the sea spray but she was frozen still. Only feet from her, the man only visible by the lightning flashing off of his impossibly blonde hair. This couldn’t be happening, this wasn’t real. He was dead. So dead. Clary herself had tossed the ashes into Lake Lyn -- the redhead had told her as much. 

But there he was.

The girl felt her stomach tighten into that familiar icy block that always came before a battle and crawled its way up her spine. Left hand shot back behind her, reaching for her ever-present companion only to have fingers close on air. 

That brought an entirely different form of cold. A helplessness that seeped right into her very bones. 

The beach, the storm, the lack of Cortana, she was alone and he was real. Sebastian was back.

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Emma bolted straight out of her bed, still half stuck in the dream, it didn’t seem to matter. She seemingly flew across the floor -- probably had something to do with the fact that her bed sheets were wrapped around her feet. Sliding on her stomach across her bedroom floor, hands stretched out and closed over her beloved sheath. She yanked the weapon to her chest and forced herself into a sitting position pulling the sword out to look it over and ensure it was real. 

For the second time in her life, Emma Carstairs hugged the weapon tightly to her chest. Ice was still running through her veins. Yet her skin was hot and was completely covered in sweat. The heartbeat that pounded in her ears and against her rib cage rivaled the thunder in the dream. 

But it wasn’t true, it couldn’t be. Sebastian was dead -- he was gone and he couldn’t come back. Sebastian is dead.

[bytheanchorarchived]

@phaesphorosdriven && @svraphic plotted a starter

                                    jace tested the door of the morgenstern house and was surprised to find it open. when he called and no one came to answer the door, he’d assumed no one was home, but the sensation through his parabatai bond made him test it anyway and apparently he’d been right. he tried to focus on the feeling, but he couldn’t quite identify it. it was almost as though... he hadn’t felt sebastian this genuinely seemingly happy since... well, since their ceremony night, a little over six months ago. which was weird to say the least, when he appeared to be alone in the house. 

❝jon?’  he asked as he put the staff he’d been training with, down by the front door. he walked towards the sensation he felt, that told him jon was in his bedroom, and made the familiar way upstairs with ease. the closer he got, the stronger the sensation was, and somewhat more euphoric. he rose an eyebrow. was he...? no, the feeling was stronger than that. he hesitated by the slightly ajar door, the thought of jon with someone else on his bed making his stomach clench a  little, but he couldn’t help but take a peek. just one. and if it was what he thought it was, he’d leave.

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@lilithbcrn replied to your post: tfw when you were up till like 9 something in the...

i feel this so hard

it’s all talia’s fault  

*blames @svraphic*

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-                     STARTER FOR @lilithbcrn

     it was  his  choice    -           it was.   the clave and their  rules and regulations  were way out of line,  and what had they   ever   done to help him  ?    -              NOTHING.   so the decision to  leave  with sebastian was a choice,  it was his choice,  and it was one he made  freely.   the only thing he  regretted  was not bringing clary along with them,  but she  would  need time,  she would need time to calm down and to  see reason,  to see the reason of her brother.   it would all happen in time.   casting hues upon his fellow blonde,  he could now begin to take in his  new surroundings,  and he had to admit that sebastian had style.   tiers parted,  pulling into a grin.   for the first time in his  entire  life    -           jace was free.   no rules,  no responsibilities  and no one breathing down his neck about his fucking choices.   yes,  this was definitely a life jace would openly welcome getting used to.   “   you’re awfully quiet for someone who has just got what they wanted.   ”

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@lilithbcrn pregnancy au

That couldn’t be right, that really could not be right. She was staring down at a pregnancy test that had a positive sign on it. “No.. that can’t be right..” The redhead whispered as her hand was placed over her mouth. How could she have let this happen? She thought if she ever had kids, it would be with a blonde Shadowhunter by the name of Jace years down the line, certainly not now and with her brother.

Suddenly, she felt very sick. Maybe it was all the nerves of initially finding out and having to tell Sebastian that he’s going to be a father. The time line wouldn’t add up for the child to be Jace’s. It had to be her brothers. She felt the tears staining her porcelain skin, her stomach was in knots as she tried to call out for Sebastian but she couldn’t even make a sound. It’s like someone snipped her vocal cords, took away her voice. Walking out of the bathroom, she looked everywhere for Sebastian until she walked to the couch and sat down. Her head in between her hands, looking down at her legs. The pregnancy stick in one and, and a wetness from her tears in the other.

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@lilithbcrn liked for a cuppa whatever I give them ;)

   Things that go bump in the night were a normal to the red-head. Hell even things going bump all day, all year. But she had people backing her up, Isabelle, Alec (regardless if he agreed or liked it), Jace, even Simon. But she was alone. Walking through the streets of Italy’s finest places in her eyes -- Rome. It was beautiful during the day. Articulate sculptures, beautiful flowers, beautiful people in general, very party like. But when that sun went down, it wasn’t New Orleans, unfortunately, this place did sleep, or most of it, rather.    But when she was alone, she made one name for herself back home that seemed to travel not only through the United States, but across the Globe. The LA Institute knew her, the London Institute knew her, and she figured so would everyone in Italy, but she wasn’t prepared to be ambushed by a group of the Rome Clan of vampires. She was entirely knew to this whole form of Shadowhunter business, and in order to keep those she loved safe, she agreed to leave with Sebastian regardless of her strong dislike towards him. In which, he agreed to let her roam around, picking up souvenirs for herself and planned on bringing them back.      “Look I don’t know what you want, I can’t...I can’t help you..” She said as they backed her into a very darkened alley way. “Daughter of Valentine will make a nice trophy for our kind.” His accent was thick, and green iris’ bounced around the scenery, noticing figures lurking along the the building tops. She was cornered and her only choice? [ text ;; Sebastian ] Help. Alley by Della Croce. Vampires. Please.

[bytheanchorarchived]

@lilithbcrn​   x

                                                ❝i’m fine, jon. you know i can handle it.’ jace shrugged, as he looked away with seemingly indifference despite the hidden rawness under the words that he couldn’t quite keep from the bond. he walked over to his bed and drop sat on it. ‘few runes, i’ll be wonderful.’ it wasn’t like valentine’s lessons ever kept him prostrated for DAYS, not after his rune ceremony. as far as he was concerned, it could be a LOT worse. why valentine had chosen him to share in the angel blood, instead of his own son, jace would never understand. and he hated it.

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◤ 𝕎hen they were much younger he'd be far A N G R I E R at her for waking him UP just so she could RUN AROUND like it wasn't the 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓪𝔀𝓷. But by N O W she was fairly good at easing his anger, E S P E C I A L L Y as she could make it 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 his while now. She 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓭 a little as he ASKED her to change and she casually BOUNCED a bit, showing herself off, being a little tease just like ALWAYS.

     ❝ ----- If you 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 me to CHANGE so bad, why don't you        remove it yourself? I'm kidding. I'll be right back, 𝓢𝓮𝓫𝓫𝔂. ❞

𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓪 laughed to herself before running off to her O W N bedroom to get dressed in something LESS revealing. Something that was more 𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓮 for the P R I S O N E R to see her in, anyway. It didn't take long before she was SKIPPING DOWN into the kitchen and sitting on a bar stool, 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 at her brother, blinking at him with innocence.

     ❝ ----- I 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 like you asked. Can I use the WHIP now? ❞ ◢