Jace and Clary It was one in the morning and Clary was sitting on Jace's bed, drawing in her sketch pad. Jace was in the shower. Isabelle was sleeping, Alec was marking a new dagger in the weapons room and she didn't even know where Simon was.More Like This
"I need to talk to you."
Clary jumped when Jace's voice close behind her. "I hate it when you do that."
"I'm sorry." Jace said.
He had on jeans that rode low on his hips and he had no shirt on, revealing his marked body.
There was a short silence when Clary realized that Jace was waiting for her to speak. "What do you want to talk to me about?" she asked.
He came over to sit on the bed next to her. "Remember when we were at Taki's and I told you I was only interested in being your brother?"
Clary had been trying hard not to think about that day. The day she had finally decided that she didn't care if he was her brother
Jace's NightmareJace opened his eyes, there had been a knock on his door. He glanced at the clock next to his bed. Four am, fantastic. As if you already weren't going crazy around Clary, let's add sleep deprivation to the equation he thought bitterly. Sighing, he pulled himself up and walked to the door, pulling his hair from his face as he grabbed the handle.More Like This
"What do you want at..." he began to chide, expecting Alec or Isabelle, until he opened his eyes. Clary looked up at him sheepishly.
"Sorry, I, I didn't meant to wake you." He was suddenly very angry with himself. He couldn't even keep Clary as a friend. He couldn't even be nice to her. He didn't deserve her. Well great revelation, he thought to himself, cause you can't have her anyway.
"No it's ok, what do you need?" He did his best to sound light. She looked at him with the strangest expression on her face.
The Proposal"I can't believe you have never seen the the Titanic before!" Clary said with complete surprise.More Like This
"I didn't grow up in the mundane world, Clary." Jace said as if it were the most obvious answer to the simplest question, sitting down next to her.
"Well, we can fix this problem by watching the movie." Clary said with as much persuasion as her voice would allow. "It couldn't hurt anything, I mean, it's a little sad, but other than that it's a classic!"
"A little sad?"
"Okay, it's sad. But I want to watch it, and I want you to watch it with me."
"Will you cry?" Jace asked sarcastically.
"Maybe a little." Clary said innocently.
Jace made a face that said he was not comfortable with that.
"Please?" This is when Clary looked up at Jace and saw his blonde hair, tight cheekbones, perfectly smooth skin with his nearly invisable scars. Eventually she came to his gold eyes and say them staring down at her warmly.
"Fine." he said in defeat.
Clary felt the corners of her mouth go up
First MarksA soft knock sounded on Clarys door, disturbing her drawing. She glanced at the clock; it was past one thirty in the morning, and she could think of only one person in the Institute who would knock on her door this late.More Like This
Come in, she told him. She had been leaning against the headboard of the bed in her cotton pyjamas, her sketchpad resting on her knees, drawing by the light of a single bedside lamp.
Jace pushed open the door, but hovered in the threshold. I saw the light under your door. I didnt wake you up?
No, Clary replied, shaking her head.
Good. Jace came into to room, closing the door behind him. He was wearing pyjama trousers, but no shirt. Clary could clearly see the lattice of scars and faint marks of runes that covered his lean, yet muscled body and felt a blush creep into her cheeks. Several permanent runes decorated his skin. After reading the Grey Book she could understand their meanings; protection, grace, balan
Finnick X Reader (short)More Like This
Cashmere and Gloss pulled themselves out of the water, dripping with water and faces drawn in murderous glares. Katniss wasted no time in firing an arrow at Gloss and he dove into the water. Finnick spun around, slashing his trident in the air, looking like a God. Cashmere ran towards you but you shot at her with an arrow of her own. She dodged it, just like her brother. Speaking of which, he had just climbed onto the rocks when Katniss aimed for him again. This time, her skillfully shot arrow landed in his temple. He fell back and his sister sprung towards her.
Johanna's reflexes stopped Cashmere before she could reach her. Cashmere fell to the ground with Johanna's axe impaled into her. You took a step forward...only to be fling off your feet as the Cornucopia began to spin....
You, Finnick, Katniss, Peeta, Johanna and Beetee were flung of your feet. You fell to the ground and dug your hands into the soft sand, trying to find a grip as the world span. The water around the circle rose
Finnick x ReaderWiress was lying under the cover of the trees, her hands over her eyes. She moaned something incoherently and rolled over onto her stomach.More Like This
Johanna sat in the sand, staring out at the Cornucopia. Finnick crouched behind her, talking quietly. She shook her head angrily.
"No. All four of us should watch, or better, the two of us. I don't trust her," she motioned towards you. "She'll just desert us like Katniss and Peeta. We need to find them; we promised Haymitch we'd get them out of here," she said in a low whisper.
"Why don't we take the watches in three shifts? Wiress is obviously not feeling well. She ought to get some extra sleep," you put in, coming up behind the two of them. You were annoyed that Johanna was constantly talking about you behind your back, but you were unsure of what to say to stop her.
"You're just a stupid girl," Johanna said. "What would you know?"
Johanna pushed you angrily aside. You fell on your backside in the sand, reeling from the impact. Pulling Wiress to