i never meant to make you bleed. [ SEMI - HIATUS ]

                     damp  cloth  glides  across  the  counter  as  the  blonde  carries  out  her  evening  ritual  in  closing  down  the  café.  after  everything  that  happened,  they  all  agreed  to  avoid  going  anywhere  alone…wherever  possible.  as  much  as  emma  appreciates  noah’s  presence  and  insistence  on  seeing  her  home,  she  also  likes  to  think  she  could  handle  herself  if  she  had  to.  (  she  has  done  before,  after  all.  )  ❛  noah,  ❜  she  breathes,  lips  pressing  together  as  she  abandons  her  task  to  give  him  her  full  attention  for  a  moment.  ❛  i  know  it’s  not  going  to  be  as  simple  as  posting  a  few  live,  laugh,  love  quotes  and  plastering  smiles  on  our  faces,  but….this  is  a  fake  it  ‘til  you  make  it  kinda  deal.  one  day,  we  won’t  have  to  fake  happy  anymore.   it’s  gonna  get  easier.  ❜  it  has  to.   

                                               jace was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, as he watched him work, or not work at the moment. he had offered to help, but he knew magnus preferred to do things on his own. he also wasn’t as clueless as people tended to think him. he knew that for a long time magnus kind of only tolerated him for alec’s sake. he wasn’t entirely sure if that had changed, but he had felt respect and trust towards magnus for a long time now, and he might also bet that the warlock didn’t know that, in turn. since recent developments, and making an effort to let more of himself show, jace had wanted him to know. 

he frowned when magnus finally spoke. not because the words weren’t true, but because he didn’t feel they were the whole truth. he licked his lips and looked down, wondering if that was his answer towards magnus’s feelings towards HIM having changed or not. at the touch on his shoulder, he looked up again, surprised at how close magnus was, how he had to tip his chin up. it reminded him of talking to his parabatai. he felt his throat tighten as he went on, and smiled sideways when he finished. well, at least there was that. “i’ll be glad if you do. and. though i get it if that’s all there is on your side, it isn’t for me. you have earned my trust and respect, personally, a while ago now, magnus. i like you. more than because of alec. i like the kind of person you are, and i’m grateful, for everything you did for alec, yes, but also everything you’ve done for all of us, and me, specifically, when you really didn’t have to. so just know that whenever i offer something, company or help, that’s the place it’s coming from.” he stated firmly, hoping that was enough to convey how he felt.

                                            he wasn‘t always very fond of jace , truth to be told , he was far too arrogant for his liking and maybe it was the pure fact that he reminded him so much of will that he did let himself like him either. always trying to play the hero , no matter how broken or hurt they were. both had the tendecy to rather kill themselves than let anyone they are close to get hurt. he appericate the fierce loyatly , but he had watched will almost get killed for it and it also almost happened to jace. and he knew without jace , alexander would probably die too. he wouldn‘t be the same and the last thing he wanted was to see the nephilim suffer.

his eyebrows furrowed together and he was quiet surprised by the emotional outburst the other showed. he usually kept things to himself , especially words of apperication , but he admired those words and a small grin perked up on the corner of his lips , as he pulled his hand back and let a sigh slip past his lips , as he slowly shook his head. „ forst most of my days i have been nothing but a toy to people. not because i let myself get pushed around ,but warlocks and their damn magic were more useful than any other downworlder. “ , he spoke with a sigh , before he glanced at the blond again. „ don‘t you think , i would have already thrown you out my door the minute you walked in , when i don‘t know what your true intentions are ? you have a heart of gold and yet you‘re so afraid to show it.  “ , he spoke slowly and he turned around , before slowly shaking his head. „ it must be your herondale blood talking. “  ,  he teased , as his arms crossed and he turned around to face jace again. „ but i appericate it. a lot. the world is chaning and your words are quiet charming. just don‘t let alec hear that i said such a thing towards you .“

     The girl made a mental note to have a word with Bellamy later, but that was an issue for the future and she needed to focus on the current issues. Step by step. Lincoln and her certainly didn’t have the best start, but he was here and willing to help, despite what happened between them. If he could put it behind them, then so could she, right? “No, I- I actually need some help and can’t do it alone.” She handed him a screwdriver. “Can you unscrew the panel on that wall over there?” For a few more seconds she was watching him, biting her lip, before she turned around to look for everything she needed for the repair. “You know, you could have asked Bellamy to just send someone else.”

      he’s still not used to this - to the other being one of their own. he’s never done well with change though, as Isabelle has had no trouble reminding him, & he hadn’t liked Jace either when the other had come to their Institute & been inserted into their lives. maybe this is the same, & he’ll grow, adjust, & be better for it. still, there’s something about the other that gets under his skin & he can’t tell if it’s a good thing or not just yet. ‘ well yeah, but- ’ he groans, hands clenching around the polished wood of the railing before he exhales. ‘ I’d rather it not come down to that. and I’d rather have a backup plan before you go diving head first into this. you count as one of the people I expect to come home, you know? and I don’t- I need to know what your plan is. just in case. ’

❝Oh, no,❞ Ashley groans, already slightly regretting her decision, though she supposes she has no choice in this, no Chris to cover her eyes this time. ❝Isn’t that the one about the guy who uh….eats people?❞ she asks, stepping inside and trying to ease the feeling that she doesn’t belong there. Even though she’s always been closer to Josh than the twins, the house feels eerie and empty without their laughter,  their bickering, giggling with Sam about something. 

Hereyes widened at the words that came from Matthew’s mouth. Even thoughall of them had their problems with Grace none of them would everactually put them into words. It was surprising to hear it come fromMatthew, her brother’s parabatai. But maybe he was the best one tosay that. She could tell things were different when her brother waswith Cordelia compared to when he was with Grace. In all honesty,she’d rather her brother be with Cordelia but he wasn’t going tolisten to his little sister. “Your secret is safe with me,Matthew. I promise.” Lucie wasn’t going to use that against him.It would be as if it was never spoken between them and that’s how itwould stay. Offering another smile, she hoped he would see that she’dmeant what she said. Though, she still couldn’t believe that Matthewwanted to train with her.He was her brother’s parabatai and she thought he would rather trainwith him. Then again, her brother seemed so entranced with GraceBlackthorn that maybe he had forgotten about any training he wasmeant to do with Matthew. “I’m not going to turn you down. Iwould like to train with you. And if my brother decides to smack youhe’ll have to go through me. He was the one who left his parabatai totrain with someone else.”

            The words rang true, he’d told himselfthe same thing often enough – and he’d said variations of these words withthose that shared his curse or gift of immortality. It was their burdento bear, and though Merlin has had centuries of learning to carry it, once ayear, it threatened to crush him still. Maybe because he was still waiting fora prophecy to come true; a small shimmer of hope that he couldn’t let gocompletely, no matter how many times things had been so awful, that he’d beensure it was time. Yet, it never was. He admired those that could walk throughlife without that kind of attachment, where at the same time he wouldn’t tradehis pain if it meant losing the good memories. Merlin chanced a weak smile atthe other. “Thank you.” It would be good not to be alone. Lately, the pastdecades really, he’d been more isolated again. Hesitant to make too many newattachments, only to watch them wither away. A whole generation lost to him,over and over again. “I’m glad to wait for this to pass with someone as kind asyou.”