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"You're right," is all he can say in return, shoving down everything to a place where not even his brother could feel it. He knew it had been a huge risk and he knew that his brother wasn't like that. But he couldn't ignore what he'd felt. He knew that I wan't his brother controlling him. Everything they'd done lately he'd done because he wanted to not because he was compelled to. This included. Now, though, Jace would shove it aside and ignore it. "I don't know what I was thinking. It sounded silly once I heard it with my own ears."

                                    Jonathan M. and Isabelle L. in                                     “We are Gods among gods"

“She does something to him. He’s known it since they were young. Something in the way she looks at men that makes knots around his chest. Something in the way she looks at him that makes it all different.”

“It was possible that she had always known it, it was also possible that that had been part of the reasons why she’d feared it. As though believing that Jonathan belonged to her would lead her to her fall.”

@mltnt​ liked for something small from jocelyn for valentine

SHE’S  A  PICTURE  OF  HURT  ------eyes  rounded  and  sad,  the  corners  of  her  mouth  tugged  downward  into  a  frown  while  her  bottom  lip  juts  out  almost  comically.  (  she’s  not  really  offended,  but  that’s  not  really  the  point  ).  

            ❝  what  a  thing  to  say,  ❞   disappointment  saturates  her  tone  ---  if  ho  hum  was  a  sound,  it  would  be  max’s  voice  in  this  moment.  but  she’s  not  finished  yet.    ❝  and  on  my  birthday.  ❞    her  offense  is  false,  but  at  least  this  is  true.  not  that  she  cares  much,   birthdays  haven’t  exactly  been  a  celebrated  thing  in  the  years  since  she’d  left  home.

in  fact  ---   now  that  she  thinks  about  it  ---   he  may  be  the  only  one  max  has  told  about  her  birthday.  suddenly  it  feels  too  important  of  a  confession,   and  she  breaks  the  act  to  trade  it  for  an  easy  laugh.    ❝  i’m  just  kidding  ---  i  mean,   still  rude,  but  you  didn’t  really  hurt  my  feelings.  ❞

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THEY’RE  ARGUING  AGAIN   ------it  feels  like  they’re  always  arguing.  whether  it’s  adam  and  warner,   or  warner  and  kenji,  or  kenji  and  castle,  or  any  one  of  them  arguing  with  juliette.  and  she  feels  so  tired   all  of  a  sudden,   as  if  all  of  the  sparks  of  energy  working  so  hard  to  keep  her  upright  these  days  have  suddenly  and  simultaneously  decided  to  tuck  themselves  into  bed.  she  envies  them  their  ability  to  rest.

           ❝  please !   stop  it  !  all  of  you  !  ❞

she  doesn’t  mean  for  it  to  happen,  she’d  made  no  conscious  decision  to  do  it,   her  power  had  loosed  itself  from  her  grasp  without  her  knowledge  or   consent  like  a  wild  horse  bucking  free  from  its  reins.  and  all  she  can  do  is  stare  at  the  rubble  that  falls  in  its  wake.  

           ❝  i  -  ❞    vaguely,   she  hears  voices  and  sounds  around  her,   but  juliette  can’t  make  sense  of  them  in  her  shock.  her  eyes  meet  warner’s  and  her  voice  is  small  ---  too  small  when  coupled  with  the  magnitude  of  what  she’s  done,  and  she’s  already  turning  away  as  if  to  run  while  she  trips  over  apologies.   ❝  i'm  sorry  ---  i  didn’t  mean  ---   i  didn’t  mean  to.  ❞

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@mltnt​ said  “ when i say run, i need you to do as i say and don’t even think about me. ” / MEME

She could admit it was strange being back in the Circle again. It felt like another lifetime ago when she was training to be one of Valentine's best and now — now she was technically working for the Clave doing their dirty work. And what made all of this even worse was the mark she now carried; one she hadn't carried before. Her parabatai mark. She knew Andrew would figure it out and would probably interrogate her once she returned to the Institute. But she'd never fit in with the others and maybe she was destined to return here all along. Ventress didn't know and at that moment she wasn't certain she wanted to figure it out. This was where she needed to be and she would figure out the rest when she crossed that particular bridge. If she crossed that bridge. "Did you think all your training would be for naught? Did you think I wouldn't eventually return home?"