#jace has too many last names

[kasirose]

Did something different so here's that Draw the squad playing monopoly TMI crew + Jonathan style ✌

original meme under the cut

#the chaotic energy in this meme is peak TMI crew vibes #tag urself I'm alec XD #shadowhunters #shadowhunters fanart #the mortal instruments #clary fairchild #clary fray #Isabelle Lightwood #simon lewis #Magnus Bane #Alec Lightwood #jace herondale #jace wayland #jace has too many last names #jonathan morgenstern #clace #malec #sizzy #draw the squad #draw the squad meme #art meme #sketch #my art #was fun to draw em all together #might do another one if I ever have the time and find one I like

[its-vannah]

Maroon | Jacaerys X Reader

A/N: Y'all, this is some angsty passionate stuff so just prepare yourselves. Thanks again for all the support on the last post, "Lavender Haze"!

Warnings: major angst, implications of 😏 (aged up to 18), major fluff, loveless/arranged marriage, reader has a child

Midnights Masterlist

You lay on Jacaerys plush velvet bed, propped up on your elbows as you watched him hastily button his tunic.

'Cause we lost track of time again

A dreamy smile on your face, you shook your head, "Running late, your highness?"

He shot you a look, raising a brow, "Got a little distracted."

"Did you?" You smirked, suppressing a laugh.

"Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how"

With a sigh, he shook his head, his efforts to hide the growing smile on his face failing, "Blame it on the wine, love."

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me

"The wine you drank or the wine you spilled down the front of my gown?"

He shrugged, meeting your gaze, "A little bit of both, I suppose."

"Such a gentleman, aren't you? Offering to get me a change of clothes."

Laughing with my feet in your lap

Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, you lifted your feet, allowing him space, before placing them in his lap.

Holding a hand to his heart, Jacaerys pretended to be touched, "Out of concern. And you did get a change of clothes."

A laugh escaped your lips, and your eyes dropped to your body, then back up to him, "Your highness, I'm not sure I'd call your bedsheets a change of clothes."

"I'd say it was an upgrade. Not that you didn't look beautiful in your gown, but I liked the change."

The one I was dancin' with

"I was quite enjoying our dance."

The mark you saw on my collarbone,

He nodded, "As was I. But I quite enjoyed our dance later on in the evening, too. And judging by the marks on your collarbone, you did, too."

Sitting up, you swat the side of his arm, a grin plastered on your face, "Jacaerys Velaryon! Is that how you speak to all of the ladies you court?"

He leaned into you, his lips just barely brushing against yours, "You're the only lady I court."

The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon

Smiling against his lips, you leaned into his embrace. You fell back down onto the bed as his lips moved against yours, one hand settling by your waist while the other tangled in your hair.

Suddenly, you pulled away, gently pushing him back, "The sun will rise soon, Jacaerys. I don't want either of us to be on the receiving end of Cregan's wrath if finds us."

Bowing his head, he nods, sliding off of you, "I better be going."

When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy

It was silent for a moment, both of your eyes wandering the room.

"Would you like to go for a stroll in the garden—when I return from Driftmark?"

You hugged the sheets around your body, "I would love nothing more."

Nodding, he took a few steps back towards the door, "I'll see you then, my love."

"I'll be waiting." You trailed off as he left the room.

Aside from the state you were in, it was as if he left without a trace.

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Looked up at the sky and it was

The next morning, you were up before your maid's could even enter the room, a smile spread across your face as you lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling.

You were interrupted by a knock on your door, which opened slowly moments later.

"Sister, are you awake?" A voice called out. Your brother's voice.

Clearing your throat, you respond, "Yes, Cregan."

Closing the doors behind him, he clasped his hands behind his back, "I have some fortunate news for you, my dear sister."

Sitting up straight, you tilt your head, "What is it?"

"I've accepted a marriage proposal for you."

Your heart skipped a beat. Had Jacaerys put in an offer for your hand already?

"That fast? Why, it was only yesterday evening that I—"

But your brother cut you off, "Lord Baratheon said that he couldn't ignore your beauty. He said you'd make an excellent wife."

And I lost you

Your shoulders dropped, "Lord Baratheon?"

"We're you expecting someone else?"

Trying to conceal the events of last night, you shook your head, "Must I be wed to him, Cregan? Can't I wait just a bit longer. I'm only eighteen."

"Our mother was already married and with her second child by the time she was your age, Y/N. It's past time. This may be your only chance."

"Please, Cregan," You begged, rising from your bed, taking his hands in yours, "I'm begging you to reconsider. I'll find another husband, I promise. Please."

He shook his head, "I'm sorry, Y/N. I've already accepted the proposal."

Your eyes began to burn with tears, "Say that you've changed your mind. Please, Cregan, I want to be happy."

He shook his head, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead, "Happiness isn't everything, my dear sister. Duty comes first. I'll leave you to your thoughts."

Exiting your room, Cregan shut the door softly behind him, leaving you in shambles.

How'd we end up on the floor anyway? You say

Falling to your knees, you wrapped your arms around your chest, unable to control the sobs that wracked through your body.

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Cregan strode into Driftmark nearly a month later, his head held high.

Like you were my closest friend

"Cregan!" Jacaerys called out, smiling as he walked towards him, patting him on the shoulder, "How are you, dear friend?"

The Lord smiled, "I couldn't be happier, my prince. My sister was wed to Lord Baratheon a fortnight ago."

"I didn't think Elizabeth was old enough to marry."

"Lizza? Heavens no, she's only ten and one. I'm speaking of Y/N."

Jacaerys felt his heart sink, "Y/N? She's married?"

"Don't look so shocked, my friend. She's a beautiful girl, it was only a matter of time before she got a proposal."

Cregan continued, "She put up quite the argument, but I believe she'll find happiness with him eventually."

Bracing himself on a wooden table beside him, Jacaerys bowed his head, uneasy.

"Is everything alright, my prince?"

He shook his head, "Cregan, I was going to propose marriage to your sister when I returned from Driftmark."

Cregan paused, "You what?"

"The ball, Cregan. We danced the whole night."

"I didn't realize you were courting my sister."

Ain't that the way shit always ends?

Jacaerys shook his head, "There's nothing I can do, is there?"

"I'm sorry, my prince."

Making his way to the door, he called out behind him, "Excuse me, Lord Cregan."

Sobbin' with your head in your hands

The moment he entered his chambers, he came undone, sobbing into his hands.

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Two Years Later

And I wake with your memory over me

You sat in your chambers, rocking your son in your arms as you stared out the window, watching as the sun went behind a cloud.

Your son, Lucerys, who you had named after the late prince, gazing up at you.

A small tear trickled down your cheek as you imagined what could have been when your chamber doors swung open, your husband strolling in.

Lord Baratheon planted a kiss on your head, causing you to shudder. But he didn't notice, and if he did, he didn't mention it.

Looking down at your son, he tilt his head, "He looks like you, doesn't he? The same tone of skin, same hair... But he doesn't have your eyes, does he? He doesn't have mine, either."

Swallowing the bike that rose in your throat, you prayed he wouldn't elaborate further.

"Must be from an ancestor," He sighed, "Maybe the next will favor me more."

"Perhaps," You said nervously.

Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us

Pulling out a bundle of carnations from behind his back, Lord Baratheon shoved them towards you, a few petals falling off the stems, "For you, my wife."

"Thank you, my Lord," You still couldn't bare calling him your husband, "I've got my hands full at the moment, but you can set them on the table beside my bed."

He nods, setting them down on the table, "I must be off now. There's a hunt this afternoon."

"Have a good time, my Lord."

"I will. I intend to, at least," He said, turning to exit the chamber, but then he remembered something, "I nearly forgot, we'll be having dinner with your brother and the prince."

You froze, "The prince?"

"Prince Jacaerys," He laughs, "Women don't have the best memories, do they? Regardless, put on your best gown for tonight."

You nodded, "Goodbye, my Lord."

He left after that, shutting your chamber doors behind him.

Looking back down at your son, you waited a few moments before rising from your seat, balancing him on your hip and walking to your door.

Opening it, you slipped through, looking both directions before making your way down the bare hallway.

Turning left, you stop in your tracks, your heart pounding.

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You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway

Sensing someone's eyes on him, Prince Jacaerys slowed his walking, turning his head to see what was behind him.

To his surprise, it was you.

And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was

You were as beautiful as the day he had left for Driftmark, but you were sad. Your eyes weren't shining as they usually were, and you no longer held your head high.

"Y/N—" He began, taking a step towards you.

That's when the baby in your arms turned to face him, his hair disheveled and his eyes wide. Still missing a few teeth, his smile was endearing.

Jacaerys bowed his head as you adjusted your son in your arms.

Your son began to fuss, suddenly hungry.

Soothing him, you bounced him on your hip, "Hush now, Lucerys, Mum's here."

At hearing his brother's name, Jacaerys closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears from coming, before he met your eyes.

I see you every day now

You gave him the look. The same look you had given him when you told him you'd be waiting. And he gave you the same, gentle smile he had given when he said he'd return.

Moments later, the wetnurse approached you, "My Lady! I've been looking for little Lucerys everywhere! Where have you been? He must be starving!"

"He's starting to get hungry, Gilen," You said.

She sighed, looking up at the prince, "Excuse us, Prince Jacaerys, Lady Y/N is still new to motherhood."

He shook his head, "I think she's an excellent mother."

I feel you no matter what

You nearly cried at his comment, your heart warm again after so long.

Gilen shrugged, "I've seen better. Right this way, my Lady."

Looking back one final time at Jacaerys, you felt your heart break all over again.

Following after Gilen, you turned, little Lucerys now facing the prince.

That's a real fucking legacy to leave

Studying his face, Jacaerys drew one conclusion: He had his eyes.

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[mikqls0n]

Please|| Jace Herondale x reader

Summary: you’ve been teasing jace all day until he can’t take it anymore

Warnings: smut

“Love, please!” You we’re teasing jace the whole day, starting this morning when you both woke up and gave jace head but then pulled away right when he was about to cum and just continued with the day.

Then at lunch when you ran your hand over jace's visible bulge and pushed your hand into his pants teasing the tip of his cock with your tumb- as you again pulled away when you felt that he was close.

Now, late afternoon jace has been following you through the whole institute, begging for you touch as you would just ignore him and he slowly gave up the hope that he would get to cum today as you just laughed to yourself- knowing the power you had over this desperate man.

———

When jace stopped following you around, you decided to go shower before you went to bed.

You took of your clothes before you stepped into the shower and turned on the water, waiting for it to become warm.

You closed your eyes as you felt the warm water running down your body.

When you were wet enough you turned around to grab the shampoo bottle as you felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist, pulling your back against a chest.

“Jace…” you tried not to let out a moan as you felt his hard cock pressed against your ass.

“Why are you doing this to me y/n” you turned to face him as you pressed your lips against his and put one hand up to his neck,pulling him closer, as the other one slowly slides down his chest to his hard length, wrapping your hands around it as you slowly pump his cock, as jace moans into the kiss when you felt him thrusting into your hand.

“That’s right, fuck my hand baby. C’mon tell me what you want, you’ll get it”his head felt down onto your shoulder as he uncontrollably moans into your ear- struggling to speak.

“I wanna feel you… please..” he whispers as the pleasure became a little too much when he felt your tumb on the tip- just like you did at lunch

“You are feeling me”you said as your pace quickens and you felt him getting closer again.

“Wann-wanna feel your mouth around me, please angel…”you heard him whine as he bucks his hips into your hand again when he felt you pulling away from him as he signed before his head was thrown back.

It wasn’t long until you pushed jace on the wall, bringing his attention back to you as you dropped on your knees, becoming on eye level with his cock as your hands wrapped around him again when you took the tip into your mouth, running your tongue over it as jace’s head was thrown back and he had a strong grip on your hair.

You slowly took all of him into your mouth- licking up his length,until you felt him on the back of your throat.

“Fuck, just like that..” you began to suck on his cock as you thrust him in and out of your throat-pumping the rest that didn’t fit in your mouth with your hand.

You hear jace letting out moans which are followed with your name- telling you how good you’re taking him.

“Don’t stop angel, please”you feel him twitch inside you as you feel his cum spilling out of him, down your throat as you swallowed it all.

After jace stopped filling your mouth you get up on your feet as you pulled him into a kiss- giving him a taste of himself.

“Thank you”he mumbled against your lips.

“We should get out of the shower” you said as jace grabbed towels for you both before walking back to you room.

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[maladaptive-jcb]

I can't get over these photos of Jamie and Lily at the Mortal Instruments set. Lily looked so cute wrapped in the big jacket and Jamie looked so hot with one sleeve hanging off his shoulder. Also, side profile!???

Source: Just Jared

#face card never declines #jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #jace wayland #jace herondale #jace lightwood #jace has too many last names #lily collins #clary fray #clarissa fairchild #the mortal instruments #shadowhunters #how cold was it there actually?? #jamily #clace

[vecna-is-here]

The insane ethereal beauty of this man…

#hawkins #jamie bower #jamie campbell bower #001 stranger things #011 #creel house #eleven #henry creel #peter ballard #dustin henderson #peter ballard imagine #jcb #caius volturi #kit marlowe #christopher marlowe #will tnt #city of bones #jace herondale #jace has too many last names #clary herondale #jess moloney #anthony hope #001 #henrycreel

[angelst4re]

COULD YOU POSSIBLY MAKE A SWITCH!JACE FIC PLEASE???

YES <33 i also combined this with a request i got from the lovely @mikqls0n so i hope you like it!! :)

Beg- Jace (he has so many last names) x Reader

summary: you and jace have been together for years, you're now married and you even have a child together, so when jace begins to spend all his time with clary after she came to the institute, you get a bit jealous

warnings: this is all smut. there's plot in the summary but it isn't mentioned much in the fic. just smut.

notes: i have rewritten this 1000s of times because i've not liked how it was so here's the version i was slightly happier with :) it's unedited (of course!) and i feel like it's rushed but other than that it's okay!

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You and Jace have been together forever, basically. You could even go as far as saying you were childhood sweethearts. You met him when he first came to the institute, and you would never have imagined you would have gotten married or even had a baby with him. But here you were.

This is why it came as a surprise when he began spending less time with you, and more time with the new girl at the Institute. Clary Fray.

This instantly caused you to dislike her. You would shoot her dirty looks from across the breakfast table and just generally make her life a living hell whilst she was staying at the Institute. You couldn’t blame her for thinking Jace was attractive, because that was just a basic fact. What you had a problem with was how she would ask him to go with her when she went anywhere. When she had to pay a visit to the silent brothers Jace was there, when Simon was taken by the vampires Jace went with her to find him, she could have taken Alec or Isabelle! (Although they also seem to have mixed feelings about her.)

However, you and Jace finally had a day to yourselves at the Institute as your daughter was at school, Alec and Isabelle were visiting their dad and Clary was watching Simon’s band perform. You knew you had to say something to him about Clary, but you weren’t sure how to begin, or whether it would cause an argument. In the end, you didn’t need to worry as he asked you,

“Why do you hate Clary so much?”

“What do you mean?” You shook your head, “who said I hate her?”

“Nobody said it, but it’s so obvious. What has she ever done to you?”

“I feel like she’s… I don’t know, it’s like you’re spending more time with her than you are with me. Do you not like me anymore, is that it?” You begin, fuelled by anger you don’t realise you were cornering Jace, making him back up to the bedroom door, “it’s like ever since Clary came along you’ve thrown everything else away, including me.”

“You know that isn’t true, sweetheart. She can never compare to you, you know I love you more than I have ever loved anyone, anything. If I wanted to leave you for her- which would never happen- then I would just do it. I wouldn’t mess you around, okay?”

“I don’t believe you.” You simply stated, tilting your head slightly as you spoke, a sudden shift in the air caused you to have an idea, “prove it to me.”

“What do you mean-”

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Jace.”

You almost gave up your act when he placed his hand on your waist, his other hand on your face as he closed the space between you, crashing his lips into yours, knocking the breath out of your lungs. You spun around, pushing him towards the bed without breaking this kiss.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and you sat on his lap, straddling him as his hands roamed your body. You slid your hand down from his chest to just above the waistband of his black joggers before slowly going down further, palming his growing erection, causing a moan to slip from his lips, followed by your name.

You grinned as your lips came back to his, this time the kiss was a lot more passionate, less rushed and less sloppy. You began to work on pushing his joggers down his legs, followed by his underwear, letting his hard, throbbing cock out of the restraints of his clothing.

You wasted no time in wrapping your hand around him, pumping his cock at a painfully slow pace.

“Darling,” he whispered against your lips, “faster.”

“Not unless you beg for it, baby.” You smirked, continuing at the pace you had set.

You heard him let out a groan, you had never taken the dominant role before, you had always left that to him as it would never fail to make you a wet, whimpering mess, but something about this gave you a thrill. You wanted to hear him beg for you. Not for Clary. You.

“Fuck, I need you to go faster, angel. Please, please.”

His eyes were screwed shut and his head was thrown back as you began to move your hand faster, your thumb grazing the sensitive tip of his cock with each pump. You wished you could engrave this moment into your mind, you never wanted to forget this moment.

“What do you say, pretty boy?” You asked him, beginning to climb off of his lap and knelt between his legs on the floor, getting ready to take him into your mouth. However, he was still stuck in the pleasure of your hand, so he hadn’t realised the change in positions.

“Thank you, baby. Thank you.”

“Good boy.” You smiled before letting your tongue trace one of the twinning veins on the underside of his cock before taking the tip into your mouth and gently suckling on it, your eyes locking with his.

He felt an intense wave of bliss flow through his body when you took him into your mouth. His hands came down to your hair, he was going to hold it in place as you bobbed your head, taking his cock deeper and deeper down your throat, but you grabbed his wrists and placed his hands on his thighs, holding them in place.

You fought against your gag reflex, digging your fingernails into his wrists as you tried to hold back from coughing and gagging around his dick, but then you felt him twitch in your mouth, a non-verbal signal of telling you he was about to cum.

You took him out of your mouth, allowing yourself to let out a quiet cough as you wrapped your hand back around him. His hips began to move, causing him to thrust up into your hand as he got closer and closer to coming undone, until…

“Are you close, baby?” You asked, tilting your head as you looked at him, waiting for a response.

“Yes- Oh, fuck! Please, please let me-”

Just as he was about to finish, you stopped touching him entirely. You moved your hand from his wrist and the other from his cock. There was a look of fury mixed with betrayal in his eyes.

“Sorry, baby,” you tried to maintain your act, but it was failing, he could see your attitude was shifting, in a matter of seconds you would give in. You would do anything for him.

“That was a bad idea, sweetheart.” He chuckled, grabbing your arms and pulling you up from the floor before pulling you down onto the bed. You had always admired his incredible strength, but sometimes it happened to work against you, and you would curse him for it. “Such a fucking bad idea.”

He tugged your shorts down your legs, followed by your panties. He chuckled as he ran a finger through your slick folds, not caring for your whines as you begged him to touch you.

His index finger slipped into you as he began suck on the delicate skin of your neck. Your fingers tangled into his blonde hair, which you gave a gentle tug on as his finger brushed over the delicious spot inside you, the spot only he seemed to find.

“I’d love to tease you, darling. To make you cum around around my fingers until you can’t take it anymore, or maybe to bring you to the edge and then deny you, give you nothing, but you know I’m not like that, angel.” You soon felt empty and he placed his hands on your thighs, spreading them further for him as he lined his cock up with you. Before pushing himself into you, he took your hands and placed them above your head, “I’ll let you cum on my cock, but only if you keep your hands there, okay? Think of it as my… apology.”

After you nodded your head, he wasted no time in filling you up with his cock. You couldn’t help but clench around him as he fucked into you, he left you little time to adjust to his size before he grabbed your hips and lifted you ever so slightly, allowing him to fuck into you deeper.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in closer as he slid a hand up your t-shirt, delighted to find you had not decided to wear a bra today. He massaged the gentle flesh of your breast before lightly giving your nipple a pinch and a not so gentle tug. Your eyes fell shut as your breathing got heavier, you were unable to stop the moans from spilling from your lips as all the sensations combined.

“Keep your eyes open, darling. Need to see your face when you fall apart for me.”

“I can’t-” you panted, you felt like you were going to explode, everything had suddenly become so overwhelming, “Jace, I-I can’t.”

“Shh, I know you can, angel. You’re getting close, aren’t you?”

“Y-Yes,” you stuttered, your eyes rolling back as you screwed them shut even tighter, “I’m sorry f-for what I said.”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. Just remember, I’m yours. I’m not Clary’s, okay? And you’re mine, aren’t you?”

You nodded your head. All you wanted to do was wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down closer to you as you came, but you weren’t to move your arms from above your head. Although your upper body was still clothed, you felt so exposed.

“Say it.”

“I’m yours, Jace. All yours.”

As if the words held magic, you soon tumbled over the edge. Your high crashed over you and you were too blissed out to realise Jace had also come undone, painting your walls with his warm cum as his head fell to your shoulder.

You finally moved your arms, wrapping them around the man on top of you, as if you were giving him a hug, but you wanted to feel closer to him.

“I’m sorry, Jace.” You finally said, “I was being stupid earlier, with everything about Clary-”

“Don’t apologise, darling,” he whispered into your shoulder with a small chuckle, “look what it led to. Also, you’re pretty hot when you’re…”

“When I’m asking you to beg?” You smirk, “well maybe we’ll have to try that out again soon. Under different circumstances, of course.”

“Oh, definitely.” He said, peppering kisses on your collarbone, causing you to giggle as his hair tickled your face.

#jace wayland smut #jace herondale smut #jamie campbell bower x reader #jamie campbell bower smut #jamie campbell bower #shadowhunters #the mortal instruments #city of bones #jace lightwood #jace wayland #jace herondale #jamie bower smut #jace has too many last names

[glitchglint]

My Dudes, Dudettes and Dudon'ts, I present to you 'The Mortal Instruments'

Part 5

#the mortal instruments #the mortal instruments x reader #jace lightwood #jace herondale #jace has too many last names #clary fray #clary fairchild #alec lightwood #magnus bane #isabelle lightwood #fangirls #fiction #fictional crushes #fandoms #simon lewis

[themoonsbride]

Just Want You To Be My, Emergency Contanct .

pairing; Jace Wayland x Gn!reader

Summary; Your body has been pushed to its limit and you faint, mid mission, with no word to Jace about it.

warnings; demons, fainting, body giving out, description of injury, mentions of death and denial

a/n; SUPRISE JACE FIC EVERYONE <3 HAPPY FRIDAY

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Your adrenaline was pumping through the roof, your breathing was rough and unsteady, it burned your nostrils how harshly you'd been breathing in. Sweat was beaded on your forehead and trapping itself under your clothes, making you feel uncomfortable, but too fixated on killing all the demons around you to care.

You and the rest of the crew were out on a mission, You were fighting with Isabelle. Jace and Alec were somewhere else in the huge layer you'd broken into.

wether or not these were summoned demons or just ones who seemed to have ended up here on their own somehow, you didn't know. Your mind felt fuzzy and blank, your clothes were covered in dirt and blood.

You saw Isabelle out of your perberferal vision, she was busy taking on 2 different demons.

In a way you had looked up to her even if you both were around the same age, but she was always extremely independent and spoke up for herself.

And she was really, really good at fighting when it came to missions, she was always self aware.

The demons you were taking on had big claws, and they seemed sharp. They had the arms and legs of dogs and disfigured black heads that you couldn't even describe into words of what it looked like.

But it was horrifying to look at. And you'd been doing your best to dodge the claws of the beasts as you fought, trying to swing at them with your blades and fists.

Your mind felt overwhelmed as you started to feel that feeling in your throat you'd develop before you cried.

But your waterline was far from wet with salt. It felt as though there was eletric hot wire tightening itself around your throat. Your body felt tired and sore from how much work you'd been forcing onto yourself lately.

You weren't sure how much longer you'd be able to attempt to kill the demons off before your legs gave out, you turned your head over to Isabelle.

"Isabelle!" you called out.

"a bit busy here!" she shouted back sounding frustrated, though it'd only been from her concentration being interrupted.

You grunted and groaned as you felt your body starting to cave in, doing all you could to force yourself to keep fighting, your feet were swelling in pain, and your whole body now felt as though the figurative barbed wire that was making your throat sore has wrapped itself around it.

You felt your fingertips tingle and your body weakened more and more.

"I..Isabelle!" You faintly yelled, She shoved her blade right through the demons skull, killing it as it turned to goop and began to dismember more until it was a slimy pile of nothing.

She turned around, nostrils flared and eyes wide. She called your name and watched as one of the demons gashed it's claws into your right thigh and forearm. She gasped as she ran over whilst your vision blurred and soon faded into pitch black.

--×♥︎×--

Jace and Alec had finished their part of the mission and were now in the institute, waiting for you and Isabelle.

And soon that waiting for 15 minutes, turned into 20, which faded from 20 to 30, which ended up being into an hour.

At this point Jace wasn't even aware that Isabelle had returned, all he could think about was you, and how you might've died.

You couldn't have died, no, he didn't want to let himself beileve you died, not without knowing.

In reality, you weren't dead, obviously. You were with Isabelle, in her room, resting in her bed as her and Alec helped give you antibiotics and put a protection rune above your left wrist.

"Does Jace know were here?" Isabelle questioned her brother Alec, he turned to her, his hands at his sides.

"He should know." And then he left to go get more medicine to help your limps fully heal from its wounds. It would most definitely leave scars.

It took about 2 hours for you to awake, which meant Jace had spent the last 3 in denial about you being "dead"

It was silly, really. Did he really think Isabelle would've let you die? With how responsible she always is? Yeah right, she wouldn't let you die even if she were 3 states away.

"You should take a lukewarm shower, clean off those wounds carefully and get a chance to wash all the dirt and blood out of your hair." Isabelles voice spoke in an English, firm accent as she leaned against the doorway of her bathroom.

You looked over at her, sitting up, nodding your head.

"Does Jace know were back?"

"No clue." She handed you a towel and strided over to her dresser, assuming she was getting you some more comfortable clothing for after you got out. you simply just nodded to yourself before closing the door to the bathroom.

--×♥︎×--

You were walking around the institute, specifically aiming for Jaces room, you were hoping he'd known you were here and not in a ditch somewhere.

Once you arrived you knocked on the door lightly, which was quickly answered, once his eyes were met with yours, he let out a breathe he seemed to have been holding almost all his life.

"You're alive." He said relieved, he looked on edge and still dirty from earlier.

"Yeah I'm alive?" you said looking at him strangely, so he did think you died, how lowly of him to think of Isabelle.

"I haven't seen you or Isabelle in almost 4 hours, Y/n."

"Alec didn't tell you we came back?"

"No? he knew before I did and didn't tell me?"

"clearly not." you smiled at him.

"sorry you thought I've been dead for 4 hours" you laughed at your own words from how ridiculous it sounded, but there was a part of you inside that truly did feel empathy for Jace, it must have been terrible not knowing where the both of you were after so long with no word from anyone.

"I'm so glad you arent." He said stepping closer to you, you knew you had feelings for Jace for awhile now, You were both in the library and he was helping you identify runes and memorize them for worst case scenarios. He'd cracked a joke and the both of you ended up laughing together for almost 10 minutes, and the best part was, was that the joke was horrid and not even that funny.

"yeah me too."

"no, Y/n, seriously."

"I'm being just as serious as you are"

"really then?"

"yes??"

"more serious than this?"

And suddenly, his finger was under your chin, gently lifting it up for you to look at him and then your lips connected, the earth started to spin and fireworks of butterflies exploded in your stomach, untying the knot it put itself into.

#jace wayland x reader #jace wayland #the mortal instruments; city of bones #the mortal instruments #city of bones #jace herondale #jace has too many last names #jace lightwood #angst fanfic #angst #fluff #angst with a happy ending #jace wayland imagine #jace is kind of underrated??

[elodieballard]

because you love her.

jace wayland x fem reader

summary: basically u have no clue how ur love life with jace is going

warnings: clueless clary, lashing out, a little bit of obsession??? jace is a little bit of an idiot (not rude, just ignorant) super off plot of tmi with like one scene you’d know, dorothea is like COMPLETELY ooc (out of character) ooc hodge, slightly ooc clary

i know it sounds boring but i’m just lazy to put anything so lol

also pls excuse the terrible pov pronouns im trying to use second person instead of first for this fic so yeah

AND my only knowledge of tmi is the movie so be kind 🤗🤗

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you turn another page in your book, daydreaming as your eyes stare at the words on the pages.

jace. jace, jace, jace, jace.

it was all jace, the only thing that clouded your mind. you found it hard to tear yourself away from the thought of him when you imagined what his lips would feel like. would taste like.

it’s been some time now, the amount of time you’ve been in love with jace. i mean, how couldn’t you? he is an angel—and lord you hate to remember how that was actually literal—but he’s kind behind all of his sarcasm.

he’s really attractive. hot. handsome. pretty, even.

scratch that, he’s more than pretty. he is gorgeous.

when you think about rain, you think about jace. you’ve always loved rain, so the two correlate.

reading, too. reading is always a fun and calming thing to do, even if you’re teased for it.

it’s not very common for shadowhunters or demon hunters to be so soft, at least that’s what jace thought.

until he met you. he likes your softness. he liked a little too much, even. he likes that you don’t wear an overly amount of makeup like izzy does.

he likes that you’re comfortable with your own beauty. sure, he knows you aren’t confident, which he doesn’t understand.

he loved all of things before clary came. to you, he was okay with those things. he didn’t care about the reading or the makeup, that’s why he didn’t tease you for it.

but when clary came, things changed. you noticed jace didn’t care much to defend you against alec’s smart comments about reading, and he didn’t even protest when izzy suggested giving you a makeover when it was time to go to magnus’ party.

yesterday, you blinked harshly as izzy’s hair curler left a section in your hair. you were deep in thought as izzy styles your hair, smiling as she brushed some hair out of your face.

“what’s gotten you so worked up?” she said in a tone one talks in after laughing. anyone else would suppose she was being sarcastic, teasing you, even. clary probably would. but you knew izzy for your entire life to know how to read in between the lines.

“i just wish i wasn’t here.” you mumbled, looking to the side.

“with me?” she scrunched your hair a little bit, giving it volume.

“no, i’d love to be in here talking to you about the party and if there would be any cute boys there or even the fucking escape route we’ll have to use once we crash the whole thing.” your voice was getting louder by the moment and izzy knew something was up.

“if you’re worried about miss googly eyed carrie or whatever her name is, i assure you she’ll only be here for a little bit.”

“i’m worried about her, yeah, but not in the way you assume i am.” you mumbled.

“i don’t know why you’d be worried, she’s not going to take your spot in hodge’s eyes.”

as izzy reached for the brush, you crack a smile. you were always hodge’s favorite, so, no, you’d never be worried about it.

“what do you mean ‘googly eyed’?” you asked curiously, pinching yourself in the wrist as you asked the question in regret.

“you didn’t see it? she’s like, totally in love with jace,” izzy smiled and grabbed the curler.

your heart drops to your feet.

“jace seems to like her, too. he’s worried about her all the time, he’s the one who brought her here… it’s love at first sight if you ask me. dontcha think?”

you swallowed. you wanted to cover your ears and scream until izzy shut up, but you couldn’t. “yeah, i do.” you tried to hide the shakiness in your voice.

“they’d be cute together. especially with the height difference. i don’t know if you got a good look at her, but she’s your height. short-”

you tried not to roll your eyes.

izzy sighed before continuing. “and it’s a power couple. she seems innocent. not much like a badass. but we both know jace, on the other hand.”

you forced a laugh. “yeah.”

“now that i think about it, you and clary are similar. really similar, actually. you guys would get along.”

you bit your lip. in this moment, you wanted to tell izzy all about your love for jace, but it wasn’t worth it. there was no point. you swallowed. “maybe, yeah.”

izzy finished with your hair and moved on to makeup. later, you found yourself wearing an extremely short dress and thigh high boots. you had to walk to the party and you walked alongside jace, it was the one time he wasn’t all over clary that day and you just wanted to hear his laugh and to laugh at his jokes.

but now, today, the pages of your favorite book tickles at your fingertips as you stare at the worlds sputtered along them, your brain not registering a simple thing.

“that book must not be very interesting.” you hear from behind you, scaring you out of your daydream.

“jace!” you exclaim.

“really? is that me?” he jokes sarcastically.

you giggle and playfully slap him in the shoulder. “shut up.”

“what book is it?”

“never mind the book, what are you doing in here?”

the blonde lets out a breath, flopping onto your bed. “boredddd.”

you’re taken aback at this. calmly as you can, you say your response carefully so it’s not sarcastic. “where’s clary?”

“what does clary have to do with my boredom?”

you almost laugh at this. “nothing, you’ve just been all over her yesterday and this morning, i thought you guys would be in a closet making out or something.”

jace’s expression drops as he feels his heart stop. his breath hitched. “why are you being like that?”

you close your book. “like what?”

“look, just because i have a heart-”

you immediately lunge forward and feel his chest area where his heart is. you try to pretend that it isn’t beating crazily fast at the distance between the two of your faces.

“not there.”

jace can’t hide his laugh. “yeah, okay. well, just because i have a heart and want to help someone out, doesn’t mean i’m in love with them! and anyway, why is it such a big deal if i were in love with her?”

“is that you admitting that you do?”

“no! answer my fucking question!” he demands.

you swallow, feeling defeated. “it’s not that. she’s taking up all of your time and i literally don’t get to see you anymore.”

you walk to your bookshelf and put your book in. keeping your cool was getting harder and harder by the moment.

“well i’m offering now?” he says, but it sounds like he’s questioning it.

“and then? what about tomorrow?” you put your hair behind your ear, reaching for a gold ring.

“what’s that?” jace gets off of your bed and points to the ring.

“remember when we were kids and you gave me a promise ring that one day we’d get married?” your voice cracks as you place the ring on your finger. “it was sweet at first, but…”

as you pull the ring off your finger, jace is quick to push it back on.

you feel the heat in your cheeks rising, going crazy. you swallow and look into his eyes.

he sighs, removing his hands from yours. “get ready, we’ll leave in a bit. and if you’re so obsessed with clary, i’ll ask her to come. you guys will get along.”

he walks out of the room leaving you blushing and confused.

~ clary is all over you, she thinks you’re the coolest person to ever exist.

“your hair looks really pretty, too.” she says, brushing her fingers through it.

“thanks, izzy curled it last night.” you try to hide the annoyance in your voice.

the cab car was extremely hot. the driver had a passenger in the front seat, so the three of you—jace, clary, you— had undid your appearance runes and you were basically hitch hiking without the driver or the passenger knowing.

jace to the left of you and clary to the right.

if you were being honest, you didn’t want to be sitting next to him after what happened earlier. was he trying to say that he still wanted to marry you after all the years?

“oh, please, stop fighting over me, girls!” jace jokes sarcastically. clary cracks up, but for once, you don’t laugh at his joke. he notices this and raises an eyebrow.

“so, clary, where’s your mundane friend?” you ask curiously, starting to think you were wrong about her at first.

“oh, he’s with izzy. she said she’ll take care of him while we go out.” clary looks out the window, admiring the city.

“right.” you turn to your left to find that jace was already staring at you, his gaze low at the hem of your dress.

you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t like the way you looked and felt in the dress and makeup you wore yesterday. you decided that before you headed back to the institute, you and izzy could go shopping. you found a ton of short dresses you bought without even trying on, of course.

“what’s up?” you say, staring at jace, his eyes dancing along the hem.

he shoot’s his head up, caught in the act. you smile to yourself. “you’re wearing makeup, aren’t you?”

you bite back a grin. “izzy gave me a bit, she said it looked pretty on me.”

jace doesn’t seem amused. “i think you look better without it.”

you don’t know if that’s a compliment, but you find yourself with a stupid grin plastered on your face as you watch the scenery outside of clary’s window.

“where are we going, by the way?” clary whispers.

“shit.” jace gasps as he grabs your hand, making you instinctively grab clary’s. he opens the door on his side and the driver stops the car, going to see why the door opened and you start running.

you and clary are cracking up at how concentrated jace is as he turns the corner.

“where are we going?!?” you repeat clary’s question from earlier as you start going down a hill.

“hodge used to take us there,” he turns to face you, who has no clue where he plans on going. you raise an eyebrow with crossed arms. “don’t start with the ‘oh, he used to take us everywhere!’ shit, we went a few times every week.”

you smile. you never realized how much of a father hodge acted as, your parents had died in a battle against vampires, and jace’s parents— no one really knew much about.

“i don’t know!” you squeal.

jace squeezes your hand a little tighter and angrily pushes past a crowd of people who jump at the feeling of being pushed but nothing to be pushed by. after blushing over this, you turn to clary who shrugs at jace’s random anger.

“are we going to see dorothea?” you gasp when you realize and jace giggles.

“dorothea?” clary asks, a little alarmed. “that’s my neighbor!”

“you live next to dorothea?” jace asks after turning around to face clary.

you see tension. you can practically feel it. it makes you sick to your stomach. clary’s going to take this moment to bond with jace, when you and him have been coming here since you were little.

“s-she’s— yes.” clary struggles, looking down at her feet.

“she’s yes?” jace laughs at her own joke. you force a laugh to get out of the rearview.

“i knew i recognized this street,” clary whispers to you as you turn the corner.

“okay.” you don’t even want to talk to her anymore. sure, it wasn’t her fault that she lives next to dorothea, but it was almost completely obvious she got nervous when jace got a little too close to her. you clear your throat. “jace, we’re here.”

jace was staring at the ground and he picks his head up without saying anything and turns back to you and clary.

“have you got a key?” he asks clary.

clary is still bright red as she nods, but she puts her hand under the mat on the porch and puts it through the keyhole.

“after you.” jace smiles brightly as he opens the door for you and clary.

you go in before her, jace takes notice to how you cut her off to get in front.

once the three of you are inside, you start to look around. it’s like a regular apartment building, budget was probably sixty thousand on the minimum interior decorating.

jace walks over to the first door on the first floor and knocks.

“shoo, put my mail at the door of my door!” you hear from inside. you look at jace and smile, who smiles back. this gives you major butterflies.

jace knocks again.

“disobeying bastards!” you hear dorothea yell from inside before the door opens and you get a clear view of her. she didn’t age, she was already really old. she looked the same.

“oh my lord!” she exclaims before extending her arms to jace and pulling him in a hug. jace doesn’t really appreciate physical touch that isn’t formed by him, but he accepts it because it’s dorothea. “jace, boy, you’ve gotten so big!”

she turns to you and extends her arms. “and hello, y/n… you’re still small and fragile…”

she chuckles to herself, but you can’t help but feel a little offended.

jace knows how you feel about this, so he rubs your back comfortingly.

“and clary…” she looks at her unamused and then opens the door completely so you all can walk in.

her place has remained the same over the years. not a single book, even, has moved.

you linger closer to jace as you tour her one-bedroom which seems to make him uncomfortable. like you’re following him.

dorothea smiles as she takes a seat at her table. “jace, y/n, come sit.”

you and jace look at each other. then you follow him to the table she’s sitting at as clary explores the room.

“oh, i can’t believe how long it’s been…” she says, looking teary eyed.

“twelve years.” you say, trying not to make it obvious you’re uncomfortable. the situation is awkward.

dorothea stares at you blankly. “you look so beautiful, dear.”

“uh, thanks… izzy let me borrow some makeup.”

if you were being honest, jace looked pissed. it was stupid he thought he could control how you lived.

“she still looks beautiful without it.” he says, facing dorothea. he doesn’t even shoot a second glance towards you.

your cheeks grow red rapidly, and you try not to smile. “thanks.”

jace crosses his arms.

dorothea smiles wildly at the two of you. “you two still plan on getting married? you’re together, right?”

you and jace look at each other and clary stops. she wants to see what he says.

then jace’s gaze moves to your ring and you feel like you’re about to explode.

jace then turns to dorothea. “maybe. i don’t know.”

you look to the side and jace doesn’t shoot a second glance to you.

is that why he gave you the ring? he still wants to marry you? like he did as a little boy?

“that’s wonderful, your babies would be beautiful you know?” dorothea clasps her hands and stands up. “well unfortunately you came at a bad time. i was just getting ready for bed, but don’t let that stop you. feel free to loiter, i suppose. i really did miss you children. and it was nice to see you, clary.”

she really doesn’t care about clary though, which makes you feel happy for some reason. like you won.

“y/n, you sure you don’t want to go home and go to bed?” jace asks with a smirk.

“shut up, jace. you never used to tease me about that. you always defended me for it.” you don’t know why you said it, but once it was out of your mouth, you felt you spoke the truth. you just wish it wasn’t in front of dorothea.

“i’m just joking,” jace laughs and clary is cracking up from beside you.

you have to finish what you started. “joking? but isn’t that what alec and izzy did? hell, even magnus!”

dorothea realized she wasn’t welcome in this argument and had made her way to the other room for bed. you shoot a glance at jace that says ‘bring this outside’ but not in a friendly manner.

jace grabs your hand and rushes you outside, leaving clary standing there, confused.

“you NEED to stop, okay?” jace spits, holding you by the shoulders.

“i’m sorry, are you angry i’m finally standing up to you and your obsession with clary?” as you said this, you kept getting up in his face. this didn’t please him in the slightest. he didn’t want to want to kiss you ask you SCREAMED at him.

“stand up for yourself some other fucking time! right now, we just came to see dorothea— i just BROUGHT you to see dorothea and you’re being an ungrateful fucking brat, you know that?”

you shouldn’t. you shouldn’t be blushing at his words. they’re not coming out in the sense you would blush at them, so why are you?

“jace..” you feel every wall within you fall. every hope and dream is shattered. “i’m done waiting for you.”

“waiting for me? waiting for me to do what?” his tone immediately dropped asks he felt his heart shatter.

your gaze is followed by jace’s when you look down at your hand and slowly slip the promise ring off of your finger. “i’m done waiting.”

you try to walk away, so he doesn’t see you cry, but he grabs you. he pulls you back in front of him and immediately attaches his lips to yours. you melt into the kiss as soon as he does it, your hands going around his neck while his travel to your waist. it was perfect. this was perfect.

after a good long moment, you come up for air, the first to pull away. you entangle your fingers in his hair and push your forehead onto his. “jace… you can’t.”

another part in jace shatters, but he doesn’t know what it is. “i can’t? i can’t what?”

you can’t help but look at his lips. pink already, and you’d only kissed for a good twenty seconds. you wonder if yours are like that. “we can’t do this. us.”

“what? why not?”

“because you love her.” you look towards the house, to dorothea’s room where clary was watching you through the window.

he chuckles and kisses you on the lips again, this time for longer. when he pulls away, he cups your face with his hand. “just you. only you. always you.”

which makes your heart explode. that was something you said to each other all the time as kids, and you can’t believe he remembered it.

“i’ve always loved you, y/n. did you think my promise ring was some kind of joke?”

#jace wayland #jace has too many last names #jamie bower x you #jamie campbell bower #jamie campbell bower x you #peter ballard #peter ballard fluff #001 stranger things #001 x reader #001 x y/n #001 x you #henry creel #jace herondale x reader #jace herondale #jamie bower #jace wayland x reader #jace wayland x y/n #jace herondale x y/n

[julianblackthornspancakes]

A typical morning in the Clace household:

#tsc #tmi #shadowhunters #tid #tlh #cassandra clare #shadowhunter chronicles #tda #secrets of blackthorn hall #sobh #clace #clary fairchild #clary fray #clary morgenstern #jace and clary #jace herondale #jace morgenstern #jace wayland #jace lightwood #jace has too many last names #i love u guys but why do u have to share a fucking toothbrush

[its-vannah]

High Infidelity | Jacaerys Velaryon x Reader

A/N: Y'all, I don't condone cheating. Just making that clear. HOWEVER, the angst in this is *chefs kiss*

Warnings: Cheating, infidelity, affairs (both sides), profanity (fucking, whore, etc), induendoes, illegitimate children

Midnights Masterlist

Slur spoken

"Whore."

I'd pay if you'd just know me

Aegon's words no longer fazed you. Being his wife, nothing he said or did had ever fazed you.

Dragged my feet right down the aisle

"My own wife, bedding another man?" He hissed, his hands waving in the air as he drunkenly stepped towards you, "My own nephew?"

You said I was

You remained still, unbothered, "Is it so wrong when you're off fucking women left and right? I had one. You have hundreds."

I didn't know you were keeping count

The anger painted across his face softened into surprise, "How did you know?"

But oh, you were keeping count

"The whole kingdom knows!" You spat, "They knew about your affairs—they know you spend more time off with your mistresses than you do with your own wife!"

"I am the King—you have no control over what I do."

Wound open

You shook your head, "You are no King."

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The night you were introduced to Prince Jacaerys Velaryon was a night you would never forget. As soon as your eyes met, your guard came down.

Your picket fence is sharp as knives

For as long as you can remember, you had been told to never be vulnerable. Especially around men. They would take advantage of you, or so you were told.

But there was something about the young prince that softened the armor you had built around yourself.

I was dancing around

When he extended a hand and asked you to dance, you took it without a second thought.

Dancing around it

Aegon wouldn't know, not unless there were talks of it. He was too busy fucking your handmaiden. But you didn't mind. It's not like you loved him, not like he hadn't already brought shame upon your marriage. So you danced, and you didn't give a damn what anyone thought of it.

High infidelity

What you didn't expect was to be pinned to a wall later that night, your mouth moving against Jacaerys as he moved one hand through your hair, the other planted firmly on your hip, gripping it tightly.

You had been with Aegon for nearly a year, and yet you had never felt the passion you were experiencing with Jacaerys.

When he bedded you that night, you felt no remorse for your marriage with Aegon. Because it had been in shambles before it had even began.

After you redressed and made your way back to the ballroom, you found that you had managed to sneak away without the blink of an eye.

Bad omen

Or so you thought. What you hadn't realized was your handmaiden's watchful eye, calculating your every move.

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"How dare you speak to your King as such!" Aegon bellowed, "I am your husband, you will not speak to me in such a manner!"

The slowest way is never loving them enough

Disgust sunk into your features, "You are my husband in name only."

Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

He leaned forward, grabbing you by the hair, "Tell me, where were you the night of the ball? Fucking him in the servants chambers?"

Do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?

His chambers, you wanted to correct, but you kept your mouth shut, only staring into his eyes.

Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

"The worst mistake I ever made was taking you to that ball," Aegon growled, "You're nothing but a whore."

And regret me

You didn't bother telling him what had really happened that night. It would've added to his narrative that everyone was against him. And the last thing you wanted was for him to know the truth.

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The truth was that you had met Jacaerys Velaryon when you were a young girl, only seven at the time. Princess Rhaenyra had been making her rounds to the Houses in the North, attending countless feasts and balls.

As young children, she placed you and Jace together to keep one another company during the long nights she spent socializing.

When it came time to discuss manners not meant for little ears, she sent the two of you away while a handmaiden took Lucerys to his chambers to sleep.

Throughout your time together, you and Jace talked about anything and everything you could think of. What it was like to live in the coldest part of Westeros, what it was like to ride a dragon, what you each thought of the noble houses. It was random, sure, but it was meaningful to the two of you.

Seemed like the right thing at the time

Once a year, you would see Jace and the two of you watched as your friendship grew into something more, as you each matured throughout the years.

A fortnight after your thirteenth name day, you and Jace shared a dance in the corridor outside the ballroom, as you had done since you were children. There was no risk of you getting trampled, and now that you were older, there were no prying eyes.

It was on that night that the two of you shared your first kiss.

The next year, you continued your tradition of dancing in the corridor. And that tradition continued—until your bethrothal to Aegon Targaryen II was announced.

And it's never enough, it's never enough

That last ball, before you were to be wed, you shared one final dance. Just as he was about to pull away, you took his hand and led him to your chambers. That night, he took your maidenhead. You didn't want to lose it to Aegon—you couldn't.

Lock broken

Returning to the corridor later that night as if nothing had happened, you continued dancing until it was time for him to leave.

Blind hoping

It would be nearly two years before you would see him again and share another night together. But no matter how hard Aegon tried to keep the two of you apart, he couldn't keep your newborn son away.

Born with a head of curls and Jace's nose, Arewyn was a constant reminder of the prince. As much as Aegon didn't want to claim the child as his, he couldn't. Not with the silver streaks that speckled Arewyn's hair or the eyes so purple you could see them from a hundred yards away—no doubt inherited from his grandmother.

You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love

With all the women your husband had bedded, he was sure to produce a multitude of illigitamate children. But he hadn't produced a single one. Your son, whether his or not, was his only shot. So he allowed your affair to continue.

I bent the truth too far tonight

Whenever asked about why his children didn't favor him more, he would simply point out their purple eyes and slight silver strands. The rumors would come to a halt.

Good husband

After all, you may have been married to Aegon, but it truly was in name only. Jace would always have your heart, and you his.

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[mikqls0n]

He’s mine||jace wayland x fem!reader

Masterlist

Warnings: jace being the perfect boyfriend, swearing, jealousy, use of y/n, slight smut

Summary: you and jace are inseparable but now clary comes to the institute and gets interests in jace

Extra: this is placed in 2009 instead of 2007 so jace’s 18 and reader too

“It’s a demon bite!”

After jace had brought this girl into the institute cause he thinks she isn’t a mundane because she saw him killing a demon with Alec and Isabelle made you quit angry.

If you could you would just throw her out of the institute, by just the way she looks at jace. Your boyfriend.

“Look she’s awake” the glass boy said while this girl slowly wakes up.

Jace arms was wrapped around your waist from behind and his chin resting on your head.

“Ah, shit what is that?” Red-head said as she touched the protection rune which cause her pain.

Jace wanted to say something as he got interrupted by glass-boy.

“That’s a rune, you can use them for anything, healing, protection, can yourself visible and invisible which Is so cool! And when you’re hung-“who was not getting cut off by jace.

“No! We weren’t sure but when I draw the rune on you and you didn’t die, we definitely knew you had shadowhunter blood in you” jace explained.

“Ok so here are clothes you Could wear. It’s not everyday we get girls here” Isabelle came in and put the clothes on the table next to red-head.

Jace knew you didn’t liked when other girls would come here so he said.“Alec, could you take clary to hodge? Me and y/n are going to our room”

“Yeah I guess”

———

“You don’t have to be jealous of here love,you know I love you” jace said as he could literally feel your death stares towards clary.

“I’m not, jealous” you tried to hide the fact that, if looks could kill clary would be dead the second you saw her with jace.

“Hmm, my love’s jealous over some girl I don’t know” he teased you with a smirked you absolutely adored.

“Fine. I was. So what I’m not the one giving you the look as she wants to marry you right now”

“But you do”he whispered in you ear.

“Some day”you closed the space between you, as you lips met where he immediately kissed you back.

His hands found you waist as he pushed you against the wall as you make out.

———

“So, this y/n and jace. They seem close” clary said as hodge told her about her mother being in the clave.

“Y/n and jace? Yeah, couple of 6 years, never thought they would truly love each other” clary’s body was filled with jealousy as she listen to hodge.

“And do they fight often?”

“No, at least I never knew or saw a fight between them, they’re always together. Inseparable”

“Hmm, okay..”

———

“Did you lock the door?” You moaned between the sentence as jace’s hands went to unbuckle your belt.

“No, but who cares?”His lips on your neck again, and as Jace was about to pull your pants down you hear a knock from your door.

“NOT NOW” jace yelled as the door opened anyway which revealed clary.

You rolled your eyes as you pulled up your pants.” Hodge said that these silent brothers are ready”

“Yeah uhm, wait downstairs ok?” Jace said as he put on his shirt again.

Clary whispered a “ok” as she closed the door.

“One person gets here and now we don’t even have privacy anymore?”

“I know love but I’ll be back as soon as I am ok? I love you” he quickly kissed you ok the lips before going downstairs.

———

“I can’t believe we’re going to Magnus just because of that stupid girl” You said annoyed as Isabelle did your hair.

“What did we say about being nicer to people?”you rolled your eyes as you and Isabelle went out the door downstairs to the Main door where alec, jace and clary were already standing.

“You look beautiful as always” jace said as kissed you head.

“Thank You” You smiled even wider when you could see clary staring at you two, eyes filled with jealousy.

———

“Well. I haven’t seen you in years shadowhunters” mag is appeared from behind.

“Though,I do kinda need to talk with clary”

“Wait how do you know her?-“simon- the glass boy was cut off by Magnus.

“Come with me”

“I still don’t get why we’re here”You mumbled.

———

You were even more pissed when Simon was kidnapped and you had to safe him because of clary.

That’s why You’re always told “don’t do anything with mundanes” .

But now you’re back and You’re in the library since jace is in the shower anyway.

“What is your problem with me?” You heard a voice behind you.

You turned around and saw clary.

“What do you mean?”You said innocently.

“You always give me these looks”

“Well, then stop staring at my boyfriend”now clary’s face got darker as she stepped infront of you.

“We both know this relationship won’t last forever. People come and go you know tha-“ you cut off clary by pushing her against the wall coming closer to her face.

“If you, ever say that again I will kill you clary fray. And you know why? Because he’s mine” you whispered the last sentence.

@angelst4re @acecampbellbower

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[simpingland]

Black and Purple// Jacaerys Velaryon x Dayne!reader.

Gia and Jace have been bethroated since children, but the Targaryen boy feels to good to be true by a simple lady like Gia, that dinner in King's Landing make the naive boy see things more clearly.

Luke, Rhaena and Baela are a bit of Mean Girls troupe here, sorry, but they are all teenagers, I'm being realistic here.

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Arriving to Dragonstone was the hardest thing to do as a child. Giannis Dayne was only ten years old when her father bethroted her to the future King, Jacaerys Velaryon. It was the biggest honor for a girl to be chosen to carry the children of the biggest monarch, to birth future King's and lords, but the little girl just wanted to play around her house with her younger sister in the lovely sun of Starfall. Now she was surrounded by dragons in a castle build on an island, she felt trapped. Good thing her future husband was a kind-hearted boy, bad thing he was in love with another girl. Giannis knew in a single instant, the looks he gave to Baela, the hands they hold when they thought nobody saw, the smiles they give one another over the silliest of things, and the poor girl was just there. Luke was nice to Gia as well, but he was not his future husband, he was just a boy, who enjoyed his toys and dragons. Baela and Rhaena always where side by side, Luke and Jace were almost the same, so the poor Giannis spend the first two years alone. Thank the gods princess Rhaenys took her oldest granddaughter with her, now Jace would be more focused, only it wasn't that how it went.

No, because the new girl hated her new home, the kids thought of her as a boring and annoying silly girl, no blood or fire dancing on her veins, she only cared for her looks and gossips. But it was so unfair for her, Giannis wanted to look pretty because it would be the only way she could bring the slightest of attention in such an interesting court. She liked chatting with the ladies and lords visitors because it would be the only way she could gather true and important information, as no Targaryen or Velaryon trusted her. Even princess Rhaenyra, who always found herself fond of the girl, couldn't find much in commun with such a proper lady, but she did worry for her. So she encouraged her oldest son to speak to her, to build a friendship and to court her, but he refused most of the times, he thought she was the main reason why Baela was shipped far away from him.

After Jace's ten and two name day, things started to change. The day started wrong, Jace was stopped from attending a lesson because the day before, he felt and hurt his arm. The maester forbade him, and he then had to find a way to ocuppy his morning. No dragon riding, the valyrian lenguage lessons were not available yet, and the library sounded way too boring, too. Giannis was the only one as bored as him, her septa was sick and they found each other wondering in the darkest and emptiest parts of the castle. They looked at each other, not sure what to say. It was Giannis the first to speak and explain herself.

"You may be wondering what am I doing around here, my prince" she said, dignity and sweetness in her voice. "But I would like you to think that you are not more free of your acts as me, we are both under the controll of the Princess Rhaenyra".

"And what is that suppose to mean?" He asked, she was always so well spoken, so quick and adult...

"That if you don't tell, I won't tell".

Deal, they decided to explore together. At first, the Dayne girl was afraid of the little rats and bats in the dark, and disgusted by the big amount of dust, she was always wearing pretty dresses and she cared for them. It drove Jace a bit mad, but he was way to kind to tell her directly that it was just a dress. They spent the rest of the evening wondering around and they got along surprisingly well...so when the guards found them, they didn't expect to be scolded by Rhaenyra, apparently they have been missing for so long that the entire castle grow worried.

"It was my fault, princess" confessed the girl. "I was so bored in my room that I decided to walk on my own. Jace caught me sneaking and he was too much of a gentlemen to let me alone and too much of a friend to tell on me...but he did try to convince me other wise".

"And he failed to convince you, I see" said Rhaenyra. This way, Jace only got a day of punishment, which consisted on coping a page of a history book all afternoon, while Giannis got three days. Jace feelt so guilty, the only thing he could do was accompany her while she copied. He goofed around, making the afternoon much more interesting and Giannis felt less lonely than usual. Just like that, they became friends, even tho she was still the propiest of ladies and Jace the proudest of the dragons. So they kept their friendship unspoken, they came back to their usual trainings and lessons but the dinners and lunches became more fun.

When they were ten and six, Luke's heritage of Driftmark came into question and the whole family was called to King's Landing. Giannis wasn't fond at all of the idea, Baela was going to be there, and every time she visited, Jace would put her on the spot reservated for Giannis, and Jace's eyes shined brighter than with her. Also, Baela was growing prettier than her, with her dark skin and glowing hair...

Jace proposed her to ride together on dragonback, which she kindly and intensly refused, she would be in the ship, along the children, even more humiliating. Rhaenyra was kind enough to support her reasons, saying that having some more mature company would be good for her. Obviously, she would rather ride her dragon, she was not that heavily pregnant.

"Next time you should accept the offer, dear Giannis" she said, caressing her hair. "You should show him that you can be brave too".

"I know, Princess...but I'm afraid I'm not a dragon myself...no valyrian blood...everyone knows I'm just...not good enough".

"It's not that, my dear, don't even think that... You are just different from what we are...not less than us. I can't even figure it myself the type of woman you are, but I think it just makes you fascinating, my dear...".

Once in the throne room, Giannis thought she wouldn't be focused on the debate, Jace and Baela were seeing each other again and that would be making her cry at night for sure...but when a man was cut in half in the middle of the room, there was not much space for heart matters. She was too traumatised by the sudden act that she realised late in the night that Jace had put himself over her, softly pushing her behind, covering the horrible image from her eyes. That dinner was going to be awkward, that was for sure. Rhaenyra ordered Jace to show Giannis the way to the chamber she was given, but the walk was quiet, something unusual for a boy like Jace, and she knew what it was.

"Nobody really cares for Prince Leanor's memory anymore, do they?" She said, guessing what the boy was thinking, and then waited for his reaction.

He stopped his pacing, looking at her. "I guess not, all they care is for blood, and thrones..."

"But no matter what they say, you own your right for the Seven Kingdoms, my prince...so all you need to remember is that you had a great father...your memories will always be yours."

"He was great, wasn't he? He showed me how to be a proper dragon rider...he taught me how to read himself" He smiled at the memory.

"Yes...he used to tell me tales of love and romance along the history of westeros..."

"Because you couldn't sleep when the storms came" he laughed. "I remember..."

"What does blood gotta do when what you have in common is pure love, Jacaerys?" She dared touch his hand. "You know he was your father, he knew he was your father...much more of a father than what Viserys was to Aegon or Aemond...".

He stroked her hand gently and gave her a kiss in the knuckles. They said goodbye at her door, the day hasn't finished yet.

She was a bit late, later than Baela at least, so she took the seat beside Jace, and the only one available was beside Aemond, right in the middle of the Greens, so she felt extremely uncomfortable, and the Blacks realised it way too late for rearrangement. But the Lady was too kind and formal to show her discomfort. The King Viserys, a lovely man, was ill and upset for his family, and Rhaenyra was the first one standing up as a peace offering. So the night went a bit peaceful. She smiled at Aemond and the rest, even laughing at some tastless jokes of Aegon and paying attention to the incoherent talks of Helaena. Because Aegon was right beside Jace, the constant dirty jokes he made to Giannis were very well heard by him, and Jace found himself worried for her betrothed, Baela was left out by Jace that night, his head was turned on the other direction. Helaena toasted for the future couples, poor sweet girl.

Jace and Giannis shared a look, this time, the lady couldn't fake a smile, deep down Jace always knew she wished for a more attentive husband or betrothed, but he was as much of a teenage as her, but not smarter and much more hot headed. Dancing with her was harder than dancing with a stranger, because he knew that everything done with Giannis will always be more important than being done with a stranger, and if he failed, he would fail a stranger, not failing her. So he asked for Helaena to dance. She wasn't upset about his dancing partner, everyone could see that it was a move of politness and good will, and she felt grateful that, maybe not a "loving", but sure a "respectful" husband she was going to have. Luke started to laugh at something, something her direction and she grow confused. He was looking at Aemond. When the blonde boy punched the table, Giannis jumped on her seat, scared of the men she saw fencing early that day. Jace looked at Giannis, he mentally prepared to jump into Aemond's throat if necessary.

Of couse, another passive attack towards the boys legitimacy and Jace was not having it anymore. A fight started and Giannis stood up, run to Helaena and put her aside the fight, the girl was too naive and the boys were being brutal against each other. The fighting stopped and they were send to their rooms, Giannis included. Before going, she looked at Helaena and smiled softly at her, saying good night to the sweet princess, and she bowed to queen Alicent, all this was seeing by the Velaryon's.

Once out of the room, Luke, Baela and Rhaena looked at Giannis suspiciously, Jace was more angry than anything else. They walked and only Luke was speaking, swearing at his uncles and the sisters agreeing with them.

"Maybe we shouldn't speak to harsh about them, Luke..." said Rhea. "Maybe Giannis gets offended and tell on us to her friends, the greens"

"I'm sorry, what?" She was caught out of guard, trying to approach Jace to try to confort him a bit.

"Don't play the innocent, we all saw." Now it was Luke. "You were getting your head into their arse all night".

"What other thing I could do? It's what I was educated to do..." she was starting to panic, she was never fitted for arguments. "Also..if somebody wouldn't have sit on my chair maybe I wouldn't find myself on that side of the table".

"So it's now my fault that you are such a bootlicker?" Asked Baela.

She was now on the verge of tears. "Call me whatever you want, but somebody has to keep it civil around here, not everything can be solve with threats and violence".

"That's what weak people think" said Baela, bitter.

"Enough" said Jace in a soft tone.

"What would you know of how to resolve things?" Attacked Luke. "All you care about is looking pretty and being the loveliest girl on the room. But you don't have what it takes to be a dragon, so don't talk as if you belonged with us".

"I SAID ENOUGH" sentenced Jace, paralyzing everyone. He turned to look at his youngest brother, and Giannis walked away, sobbing on the way to her chamber.

She didn't remembered, of course she didn't the place was gigantic, it was dark and she couldn't see with the tears. And then she felt somebody touching her shoulder, not sure if she was happy for it or stressed out. But it was Jace, and she was still confused about what she felt. It was then when she was embraced by him when she felt confortable to cry on his chest. He would hush her and touch her hair softly, a bit awkwardly, it was the fist time they have embraced since the lost of Jace's father.

"I'm sorry, Jace, I'm sorry".

"What are you sorry for, my lady?"

"I'll never be the mother a Targaryen king deserves...or a the wife a Velaryon princes is worth..." she separated from his chest, and dried her tears, covering her puffy face from him.

"That's none sense, Gia. You are so smart...so witty...and sensible...you are going to be an incredible mother, and our children will be taught not only history but manners...I'm even afraid of how much trouble they are going to get away with when they learn about such a quiet trouble maker as you...". He smiled when he heard the girl chuckle.

"It's very embarrassing" she kept her eyes low.

"What thing?" He forced his eyes on hers by lowering his head.

"How much I love you..." she confessed.

Jace was never much of a speaker. For him, things were easier done than said, even if her confidence made him seem like a prepared boy. So when she said this, he didn't know what to do, he had paid little mind to his feelings towards Gia, but he trusted his instincts, and if he wanted her to be protected, to be respected and loved, he would act on it, not think or speak about it. So he hesitated only for a few seconds before taking Gia's hands off her face, putting them on his own cheeks, and he put his lips over her lips. A bit hash first, but he stopped for a moment and kissed her again, slowly adjusting to Gia's movements now that she had realised what was happening. He put her closer by her waist, and Gia moved her hands to the back of his neck. When they separated, he stared at her hair, and he walked a finger over the braid that decorated Gia's head. She was still confused.

"I love you too, Gia...and I like that you are everything that I'm not...otherwise, it would be incredibly boring, wouldn't be?".

This made the girl laugh again, she no longer had tears over her face, her eyes glowed over a much happier reason.

"I have a feeling tomorrow there will be a nice weather..." she commented on the way to her chamber. "Maybe...just maybe...I feel like flying with you".

Jace smiled, excited to show her one of his biggest passions. "Well, my lady, I'm afraid is Vermax the one who decides the rider..." he joked. The girl's smile faided a bit. "Lucky you, Vermax adores shiny and pretty things, we have that in common".

She blushed in the darkness of the hall. They kissed again before saying goodnight and they kissed again saying good morning, and they kissed again when Gia was encouraging herself to hop on Vermax. They kissed again above the skies of King's Landing and they never stopped kissing once they arrived at Dragonstone.

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[haleripley]

Jace: You motherfucker!!

Simon: JACE! Jesus christ!

Jace: What the hell are you doing telling everyone that we're a gay couple!

Simon: Oh, heard that through the grapevine did you

#source: south park #jimon #jace wayland #jace has too many last names #jace herondale #simon lewis #the mortal instruments #shadowhunters

[magnus-the-maqnificent]

Sometimes I’m just. Hit with how fucking underrated tmi really is.

Anyway show your local tmi gang some love and appreciation!!

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[vierss-herondale]

I'm bringing this back because everyone remembers about Jace and Clary sharing a toothbrush but I don't see anyone talking about this and I think is just as hilarious

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