defiantashes
it's a shame you're so into jace . everyone thinks i wanna hook up with him , but you're much more my type . besides , i know redheads do it better .
runecreating
rapierwits
( city of ashes! )
alone time with clary was a rarity lately. jace was an outcast at the institute; he was being forced to stay with magnus bane, made all the more awkward from the way magnus tended to mentally undress jace's parabatai. in front of him. shamelessly. when alec had come to visit one evening (to discuss "important nephilim business," apparently, which jace presumed involved tongues), jace couldn't resist sneaking out of the loft and heading to clary's. wherever she was, he was drawn to, against all odds -- even more so after the incident with her little mundane. bloodsucker now. he didn't bother knocking, instead using a rune to gain access to the frays' house -- though he did hesitate when he reached clary's bedroom, knuckles rapping against the shut door.
rapierwits
jace had visited jocelyn only once. it had been per clary's request, and he had felt significantly worse afterwards. just seeing the woman who never bothered to search for him, never bothered to make sure that valentine had not tricked her, filled him with a bitterness that seemed unwilling to ever leave. he narrowed his eyes. "your mother, clarissa. haven't we had this discussion before? as scintillating as it was last time, i think i may pass." he raised his eyebrows. "what? little sister? that's what you are, aren't you? my sister." the words tasted acidic.
runecreating
@rapierwits clary breathed out heavily, shaking her head. she had been every day to see her mother, sitting by her unconscious figure and crying, begging for her mother to wake up. she needed her mother. especially now. she moved forward to start sketching his nose, biting her lip for a moment. "she's / our / mother, jace. even if you don't want to admit it." she said the last portion forcibly. "and don't call me that." / please. it hurts too much. /
rapierwits
jace's gaze skimmed over the drawing, taking in the intricate detail of her sketching pattern. he had always wanted to watch clary draw. be allowed to, at least. observe the little crease in her forehead, the way she'd bit her lower lip when she was concentrating doubly hard, how she would cry out in frustration over a severe mistake and somehow manage to make the smaller errors work. he'd only caught glimpses before, but it was addictive; everything about her presence was. something was genuinely wrong with him. "our situation? you're my only family left, little sister. no home with the darling lightwoods', father is a sociopath on the run, and / your / mother--" / not mine. / even if they did share blood. "--is comatose."
runecreating
@CORTANAS * she pursed her lips, tilting her head * okay? and?
runecreating
@CORTANAS uh.. not really. i was in love with jace. still am... why?
empathcrimes
clary !
empathcrimes
@runecreating dang it . i was kind of looking forward to it . how’ s the training going ?
bloodrosed
wow, youre prettier than i thought you'd be.
diesatoru
clarissa , doing well with your...less than sub-par lout of a boyfriend and the uhm , wonderpets?
runecreating
i think it's official. . . jace is the most sane.
hcnorthcrns
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whatever alec tells you i did , he ' s a boring asshole . i did nothing .
runecreating
@hcnorthcrns . . . * she held her hands apart, a foot of space between them * i'll say you're this sane.
archerboys
if i asked you to help me find a way to portal amelia honorthorn to peru , would you agree ?
