#raisedamundane

[maiathebadass]

@raisedamundane

“Luke isn’t here.” Looking over as the red headed Shadowhunter walked into Jade Wolf. Had just been breaking up an fight, dealing with an newly turned wolf and no patience for really anything. Tossing her soaked jacket from getting splashed with water from the sink aside into an empty booth. 

[dnteverdoubtme]

Flesh Wound

                                           “It’s just a cut, really.”

@raisedamundane​:

     “Even cuts can become infected, Alec. Would you just let me do the damn iratze?”

     Clary can’t help snapping at him. He’s wounded and she should be being gentle. She’s unable to forget the blood on his hand, the slumped form of her mother on the floor. It wasn’t his fault. She reminds herself, for the umpteenth time and she’d killed the demon that possessed him.

     But, grief isn’t logical. It isn’t rational and Clary’s stood in front of the instrument for her mother’s death, whilst he brushes off any attempt to help him.

“Can you just not?” Alec can’t help but to snap right back, so used to being harsh with her, so conditioned, that regret still takes a second longer to wash over him. 

          He’s being difficult and he knows it, but facing Clary was not something he had been ready for ( it wasn’t something he would feel ready for in a long time ) and cornered as he was he lashed out; it wasn’t easier than admitting he didn’t want to heal his hand because the pain there was the one distraction he had from everything else going on. 

          Ripping someone’s heart out wasn’t an easy feat, it left a mark, one Alec couldn’t look at without being remembered of Jocelyn’s fallen body, and still he couldn’t stop looking or worrying at it for that matter. He wondered if it reminded Clary as well, if that was the reason why she wanted it gone, but he didn’t dare ask. 

“I’m sorry,” he offered instead, the words lame in face of how much there was to apologize for, “You just don’t have to worry about it.”

[dnteverdoubtme]

                                     “Do me a favor, kiss my ass.”

@raisedamundane​:

     Her jaw tightens as she tries not to snap back, the urge to send a retort in return is strong. But she manages it, instead turning a steely glare his way, before speaking.

     “How many times have I said I’m sorry, Alec.”

     She would say it again, but she thinks he doesn’t want to hear it. She silences, crossing her arms as she stands in front of him. It’s supposed to be intimidating, but her tiny stature, compared to his tall one, makes it impossible to be scary.

“Until you realize saying you’re sorry doesn’t change anything,” Alec bites back, still angry and only of half a mind to admit he might be overreacting, even if only by a small margin. 

          His logic is not at fault here, things did change for the worst ever since the Fairchild girl barged in on their lives, but if he’s honest ( and Alec Lightwood usually is so, at least to himself ) he’d know things would have gone to shit with or without Clary and, at the end of the day, she did bring Jace back to them. Not the Clave, not their through planning or Alec’s own desperate attempts, but Clary and her unexplainable ability to be at the right place at the right time...

          It made him even angrier, if that was possible, but his anger wasn’t directed at her- Not really, not despite how much he wished it could be. It was with himself Alec was truly disappointed with, and the realization did make him deflate right in front of the redhead’s wide and glistening eyes.

“But you did save Jace from that ship, so thank you.”

[noblerage]

“Don’t tell me I mixed up salt with sugar.”

          head canted to the side while he tried to hold the laughter in. something that he failed with completely as bright laughter bubbled past his lips. “I think you did,” ryder said as he leaned against the counter.

[usedtobemagnus]

“are they dead? did you kill them?”

@raisedamundane

Magnus froze, breathing hard, not yet feeling the aches of pains of his body. Still riding hard off the battle high. The kind of high he hadn’t experienced in a very long time. The magic blade he carried dripped with ichor and blood and his clothes were ruined with it.

He turned finally to look at Clary.

“Biscuit,” he said. But his voice was tired and sounded old and raspy to his own ears.

They’d finally found her, where they thought she was anyway. And they’d had a place, a careful place, one that had fallen apart at the sheer amount of demons guarding this abandoned building. Alec has begged him for to stay behind or stay beside him. In Magnus’ defense he had tried to stay with Alexander but it had just been too hard.

Even now

Clary was the only one he saw.

But looking at her broke the haze he’d been in. He took a stumbling step and one leg collapsed beneath him. His hand hit the ground hard to catch himself, his blade skittered away but he grabbed at it.

“Biscuit,” he said again.

[harbingerofdebauchery]

"They're back…"

In their world things very rarely stayed dead. Between the children of the night and the other things that sometimes plagued their world, he'd become used to things very rarely staying dead. A fire message from the Institute had requested his help and while he might've ignored it, he knew that things were getting worse. Demons were slipping through more and more, and no matter how many times they all put an end to them, they were still coming through. And this time it seemed to be something they needed his help with. Magnus wasn't even certain what they were dealing with until he saw the fog in the distance. It was more trouble than he thought they could handle.

"And they're not going to fall down easily. You ready?"

@raisedamundane

[catsglitterandsass]

“Quit going easy on me.”

“Who said I’m going easy?” He was granted but some of that being, hadn’t been as rusty he thought. And he certainly had far more training that the young shadowhunter. Did realize just how much he preferred magic over hand to hand combat. Had enough expertise in the latter though given all his time alive to learn. 

[fierceheartsa]

✉ ( for izzy or magnus? )

random text starter // 5. // @raisedamundane

                [ text ;; clary ] have you seen my red lipstick?                  [ text ;; clary ] i can’t seem to find it anywhere.