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Jace Herondale in a relationship with someone who has anxiety
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Note: A little self-indulgent here because I have diagnosed anxiety
Warnings: Anxiety, crowds, food, among other things.
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He picked up on it really fast
He might not have realized it was anxiety but he just knew that you were uncomfortable
Jace tries his best to help you
If you feel overwhelmed by a crowd he’s quick to pull the two of you in an alleyway so you calm down
Afraid of speaking? He’s got you
He knows your thoughts and motives so he has no problem communicating your thoughts to someone else
Also has no problem telling someone off or punching them for making you uncomfortable
If your nervous from someone staring at you he steps in between the two of you
Nervous about a fight? He’s never out of your sight
He likes to name the facts or his observations
For example: you think everyone is staring at your outfit while at a restaurant
He catches your eye
“Everyone is here to eat.”
“This place is pretty, they’re admiring the scenery.”
“Did you see the way his eye just twitched?” He’s on a first date with that girl, he’s too busy trying to impress her to notice anything around him. Like how he’s about to spill the water right down his shirt.”
“You don’t know these people. They don’t know you.”
“Even if you were ever to be in the same room again, you wouldn’t recognize each other.”
“You look stunning.”
If it’s too loud in a room and you’re okay with it, he wraps him arms around you and pulls you to his chest so you can listen to his heart beat
Will defend you from anyone
This man would fight to the death for you
Overwhelmed by the amount of work you need to do? He helps you plan it out with plenty of breaks inbetween
Has an endless amount of patience for you
Would sit with you for hours to help you on whatever you’re doing
He’s really good at massages too
If you’re having a headache or you’re stiff he doesn’t mind rubbing your back, shoulders, head, etc.
But he would like one in return
If you’re feeling overstimulated from talking to so many people he’ll find an empty area where you can be alone, or he’ll just take you home
He doesn’t care if it’s an important event you are his #1 priority
He’s subconsciously making sure that you’re eating enough and drinking enough water
He’s probably showed up to your room before with either a nice snack or meal saying how, “You have not eaten.”
He’s your emotional support person when you go out into the wild public
He doesn’t care if you cling to him or follow him around at a social event the entire time, in fact, he enjoys it
if he’s not with you, he’s worried the entire time
Like seriously, he’s acting like a parent
doesn’t like to be away from you if he knows you could be put into a situation where you get anxious (which is a lot)
Big on praising you
He’s good at noticing what your most self-conscious about and he just spends so much time praising it
He has a really nice voice too
Sometimes he just whispers to you while in public events about nonsense just to distract you or to make you smile
Doesn’t give a fuck who sees the two of you (unless it puts you in danger)
If you’re insecure about other people finding him attractive he’d probably make out with you in front of them just to remind you that you’re the only one he cares about
He probably has some anxiety too
He just doesn’t realize it
Breakfast | Jace Herondale
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Word Count: 1k
Genre: Domestic fluff
Pairing(s): Reader x Jace Herondale, (mentioned) Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood
Summary: Your morning are normally all over the place. But there is one constant thing. Or perhaps you should say person.
Warning: Food, kissing, possibly some cursing.
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|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
The bed was nice and comfortable this particular morning. A little too comfortable. But you don’t think that was because of the bed.
A hand was rubbing up and down your back. Soothing you and relaxing your posture. You don’t think you could’ve cared if a demon had burst through the door at that very moment.
“I was wondering when you would finally wake up.” The blonde said
“The beds comfortable.” You replied in a whisper
“You mean my bed is comfortable.”
You looked around the room in confusion. Sure enough you were in Jaces room.
Your brain scanned for memories of last night.
“What happened?” You asked turning around to face him.
Jace was propped up on his elbow, his face in his palm as he looked down on you.
“We nearly got killed by a demon. We got back to the institute and ordered some dinner, you crashed after dinner. Typical night.” Jace shrugged
You nodded, half awake. A yawn left your mouth.
“So,” you began, “what’s for breakfast?”
Jace smiled, an easy, soft smile. Not like the sharp sarcastic ones he often gave others. These smiles were reserved for only when it was the two of you.
“Well, Alec’s at the old warlocks, Izzy went out with fangs, and Clary’s at the abandoned police station, meeting with some werewolves. Something apparently happened last weekend that we needed to be bothered about so Clary went to check it out. So we could order in or-”
“Should we have sent someone with her?” You asked
“Her dads there of course. Besides, Clary can hold her own.”
You hummed in agreement, Clary might be small but she is one feisty girl. Especially when you beat her at a board game while drunk.
Jace cleared his throat teasingly, “As I was saying we could order something or I could make something.”
You raised your eyebrows, “You can cook?”
“And bake.” Jace added, seemingly not at all offended by his partner's words.
“Since when?”
“Since forever. My father wanted me to be very diverse in my skills, that includes culinary arts.” He stopped for a moment, “And how to sing the entire abc’s in fifteen seconds.”
You were going to comment on that but Jace sat up, and you closed your mouth.
“Shall we?” He held out his hand for you
You chuckled and took his hand, “I suppose we shall.”
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The kitchen was reasonably enormous. With the amount of rooms the institute held it only made for the kitchen to be such an extended space.
Jace let go of your hand and went over the fridge.
When you saw him eyeing the leftovers you spoke up, “I thought you were supposed to be showing off your excellent chef skills.”
Jace looked towards, amused, “I am, but that doesn’t mean I can’t think about lunch in the process.”
You rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless.
Jace looked at the fridge, deep in the thought, then he grinned.
You raised your eyebrows, “What’s that look?”
Jace looked at you, “What look?”
You point at him, “That one. It makes me nervous.”
He smirked, “I make you nervous?”
“Wha- You know what I mean.” You said
His smirk didn’t fade, “Of course I do.”
You watched him as he walked to the cabinets and began searching through them.
He glanced back at you, “Make yourself comfortable, darling. Perfection takes time.”
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You lost track of the time. You mostly talked to Jace while he worked. Jace was a good multi-tasker. He told you some old stories (some you were sure he made up) as he continued his work.
Like fighting, Jace moved smoothly throughout the kitchen. Never knocking anything over, or burning himself, or stopping to make sure he had added the right thing into the pan. You were a little jealous.
“Go sit at the table.” Jace said
Twenty minutes later he brought over a tray of food. You felt a bit like royalty in that moment.
The food looked amazing, you had believed him when he said he could cook and bake but you were very pleasantly surprised.
If it looked amazing, it certainly smelled even better.
The tray was full of the kind of food you’d see in a movie. There was a mixture of fruits, fluffy pancakes, a little cup full of syrup, another of chocolate chips. It even had a little cup full of your favorite candy. There was chocolate syrup in another cup.
Jace leaned over you with a whipped cream can in hand and made a little swirl on top of your pancakes. He gave you a kiss on the cheek as well.
You looked up at him, jaw dropped. He only smirked in return, validated by your expression.
“Wow, Jace, this is…amazing.” You said for a lack of a better word.
“I told you.” He said
He took a couple of the mixed fruits from your plate and popped them into his mouth.
You raised an eyebrow at him, but he only took another, keeping eye contact with you the entire time.
“Now,” He pushed the tray towards you, “try it so you can tell me more about how jaw dropping I am.”
“I did not say jaw dropping.” You said
His smirk was still ever so present, “You didn’t have to, darling.”
You cast one more glare towards him before adding what you wanted to your pancakes and taking a bite.
It was really good.
You couldn’t help but moan in delight.
“I take it I am as good as I know I am.” Jace said
“I admit, this is really fantastic.” You said
“Fantastic, hm? I like that.” He said, “Since I made it I suppose it’s only fair if I try it, right?”
You shrugged, he had made a lot of food.
You expected him to take the fork and dig into the pancakes, not to pull you into his lap and kiss you.
He swallowed your gasp of surprise, passionately kissing you until you couldn’t remember the taste of the food.
When he pulled back, you were confused.
He looked at you in thought before saying, “My food is fantastic.”
But the look in his eyes told you he didn’t care at all for the food.
His hands that rested on your hips pulled your lips back to his.
The leftovers from breakfast were put in the fridge for later.
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edited on 05/16/2024
Dancing Under the Stars |Jace Herondale
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Word Count: 1.2k
Genre: Fluff
Pairing(s): Female!Reader x Jace Herondale, Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood x vampire! Simon Lewis
Summary: You attend the anniversary of the new accords with the Downworlders. But you find that you enjoy the party much more when you’re out under the stars.
Warnings: food, vampires drinking blood, some slightly suggestive stuff
Notes:
Reader is wearing a gown
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The sun was setting outside, the clouds and the orange glow from the sun made the sky look like a painting. The glass towers of Alicante only added to the beautiful scenery. For a moment or two you couldn’t take your eyes from the scene.
Then you heard a loud crash and your head involuntarily turned to see what was going on. Your mind swirled with the worst possible scenarios.
You were relieved to see that it was just a vampire who dropped his glass of blood.
The relief didn’t last long as you noticed that the blood had stained a faeries dress. She had dark green skin with light violet eyes. Her teeth were pointy and she was visibly angry. She snarled at the vampire who looked shocked at what had happened. You worried you might have to step in but then a faerie with butterflies on her cheeks came up to her friend.
They talked in hushed voices and glanced around. You realized that some of the other shadowhunters had also been watching. Some looked more on edge than the others. Some looked upon the scene with dissatisfaction, as if they had been the ones who had blood spilt on them.
You suddenly wished people could mind their own business when you noticed that the green faerie looked quite embarrassed. She glanced upon her dress with disappointment.
It was such a nice dress you noticed. You sighed, feeling bad for the faerie.
“What’s everyone looking at?” A certain warlock whispered in your ear
You turned and noticed that Magnus and Alec were standing beside you. Magnus was trying to look through the crowd but you could tell Alec saw easily over everyone with his height.
Alec whispered in Magnus’ ear and you knew he was telling him.
“What was it stained with?” Magnus asked aloud
“Blood.” You commented
“Oh, dear.” Magnus shook his head and watched as the two faeries wandered out of the big room.
“It was such a beautiful dress too.” You commented
“Alexander, be a dear and hold my bag, would you.” Magnus handed his bag over to Alec without looking, then followed the path the faeries had gone.
Alec, looking confused, quickly followed after his boyfriend, muttering to you a quick “bye”.
You sighed, realizing you were alone. You walked over to the long table with refreshments of all sorts to fit the different appetites of the party's guests.
You grabbed a wooden stick with different fruits on it and looked around the ballroom.
You saw Izzy, wearing a gorgeous skin tight dress that complimented her figure nicely, leading Simon through a dance. If he had still been human you guessed that the dance wouldn’t have come so effortlessly to him as it looked.
“He reminds me of a chicken.” A familiar voice whispered in your ear.
You smiled, pleased, with this newfound presence. “I think they look nice.” You defended your friend.
Jace was wearing nice clothes, you noticed. He was in a black suit that hugged his body quite nicely. For a moment you could only feel jealous of the suit.
Jace shook his head, snapping you out of your thoughts, “No. He’s picking up his feet too much and flailing his arms like a goose.” Jace sighed, “Maybe I should’ve listened to Izzy when she asked me to teach him to dance.”
“You think you can do better?” You asked
He grinned at you, “I know I can do better.”
He grabbed your hand leading you to the floor.
“Do you know the dance?” He asked, setting one hand on your waist and the other in your hand.
“Some parts.” You answered, nervous.
Jace smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ll lead.”
Jace began to move, pulling your body with his. The dance seemed so effortless to him, you were doing your best to keep up.
But you were able to catch onto the dance. You smiled, proud of yourself.
Jace noticed too, “Good girl.” He whispered into your ear.
Before you could react Jace spun you again. You stumbled into his arms. You were quick to notice the stupid smirk on his face.
“If you keep spinning me, you’ll make me fall.” You whispered
Jace only smiled at you, “I’d never let you fall.”
And he spun you again.
“Jace.” You hissed
He hummed with a smirk, “Pay attention to the dance darling or you might trip.”
You rolled your eyes but listened.
His body was warm, his hands rested nicely on your body. Jace's golden eyes were focused solely on you. Only his Shadow hunter training kept him from bumping into the guests nearby.
“Get ready, I’m about to lift you.” Jace said out of nowhere
Your eyes grew wide. Both of Jaces hands went to your hips and raised you into the air. Your hands went to his shoulders, hoping to steady yourself.
When your feet met the ground your feet miraculously went back into the dance. But your breath was shallow.
Jace noticed and slowed, “No more.” He promised you
You nodded, catching your breath.
Jace stopped suddenly, and you stopped with him.
“Come. Let’s go somewhere a bit more private.” He led you to one of the ceiling high doors.
The sky had grown dark, and now the stars were out.
You marveled at their beauty. You stopped when you heard a familiar chuckle.
Jace was leaning against one of the stone walls looking directly at you.
“What?” You asked
“Can you name any of them?” He asked
“What?” You said confused
“The stars. Can you name any of them?” He repeated
You shook your head, “Can you?”
Jace looked up at the sky, “Maybe a couple.”
You smiled, and walked towards him.
The night was beautiful, but also chilly. Your gown, though stunning, didn’t do much to keep you warm. You leaned your head on Jaces chest, testing the waters and seeing what he was comfortable with.
His arms went around your waist pulling you closer.
“Your gown is lovely.” He murmured
You hummed in agreement, “Izzy helped me pick it out.”
Jace nodded in acknowledgment. Jace kissed your forehead and you involuntarily shivered.
“Cold?” You could feel the smile on his lips.
You nodded, “I am.”
Jace tutted, “Well we can’t have that, can we?”
Jace let go of you and stood in the middle of the terrace.
“What are you doing?” You asked
Jace shrugged, “Haven't you heard that if you keep your body moving you’ll stay warm. So we could fight or dance or...something else.” He smirked suggestively
“I choose dancing.” You said walking towards him
He looked disappointed for a moment but he quickly wiped the look off his face as you grew near, “Eager are we?” He teased
You grinned, “Eager not to be cold anymore.”
He huffed out a laugh, taking your hand in his.
At first the dance was fast, then it slowed at the sound of the piano.
You laid your head on Jaces chest when a cold breeze came through.
You could feel Jaces chest rumble as he chuckled.
“Enjoying yourself are you?”
You scoffed, “You’re warm and I’m cold.”
“Perhaps we should head inside?” He suggested
You shook your head, “I like it out here. With you.” You mumbled the last part but you were sure he heard.
The night was still young, but you could feel yourself drifting off to sleep with your head on your lover's chest and the sound of piano being played in the background, as you danced under a starry sky.
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edited on 05/16/2024
Dinner and Bane | Jace Herondale
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Word Count: 1k
Genre: fluff | hurt/comfort?
Pairing(s): Jace Herondale x reader
Summary: When Jace is under house arrest in Magnus’ apartment, you come to keep him company.
Warnings: Food, house arrest, brief sexual innuendo
Characters: Jace Lightwood, Magnus Bane
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You knocked hesitantly on the front door of Magnus’s apartment. You heard faint footsteps until the door swung open, revealing a frazzled Magnus.
“Ah! Splendid, you’re here!” He said in a non-sarcastic voice, much to your surprise.
You held up the bag of food you were holding, “I brought food, I was hoping-“
“To keep Mr. Wayland- or I suppose not Wayland..” he muttered to himself, “Just…keep him busy. He won’t stop cleaning things. Oh, and keep your clothes on!”
You flushed but stepped through the door of Magnus’ apartment.
“He’s in the TV room.” Magnus pointed down the hall where you could hear noise pouring out, “I’ll take the food.” Magnus simply plucked the bag out of your arms and ushered to where Jace was.
You walked into the room, it was quite cozy, you thought. Jace looked up uninterested at the sound of footsteps but grinned when he saw you.
“Come to keep me company have you?” He wiggled his eyebrows
You scoffed playfully, “Actually, I came to make sure you don’t starve, and annoy Magnus to death. Alec wouldn’t be very happy, you know.”
Jace pouted, “Are you sure you didn’t come just to get your daily dose of this handsome face.”
“No, Magnus isn’t really my type.” Jace glared at you.
You giggled a little in return, Jace only rolled his eyes.
“Are you going to sit down or do you plan on staring at me all evening?” The blonde asked
You only smiled in return making your way over to the other side of the couch.
“Why are you so far away, what is this, the 1950s?” Jace scooted over to where you were seated and rested his head on your chest.
“Comfortable?” You ask, scratching his head lightly.
Jace grinned, eyes closed, “Very.”
It was then Magnus walked into the room. He stopped for a moment and raised his eyebrow. You shrugged, not halting your movements.
“Yes, glitter dealer, what is it?” Jace asked not opening his eyes
Magnus looked like he was going to comment on that but decided not to, “I was just wondering if the two of you were hungry. Seeing as your girlfriend is the one that brought the food.”
Jace looked up at you, “What’d you get?”
“Stuff from that Italian place we went to one time. Y’know, the night we were celebrating not being killed by that greater demon.” You answered
“If we celebrated every time we weren’t killed by a demon we’d have more parties in a year than Magnus has had in his entire life.” Jace responded
Magnus raised a finger, “Actually it would probably take you about…let’s see here.” Magnus was in a thinking position
Jace groaned, “I’m sorry I said anything.”
Magnus stopped his mental process, he looked at Jace and sighed, “Foods getting cold y’know.” Then he walked out
Jace jumped up, holding his hand out to you. You took it with a sarcastic smile. He grinned back. He seemed to do that a lot, grin.
The food was as good as it always was. You and Magnus exchanged small chatter, Jace being a bit preoccupied enjoying his dinner but occasionally added some unwanted (but amusing) sarcastic comments.
“Well, I suppose it is the perfect night after all. How about a movie?” Magnus suggested. He seemed adamant at keeping you longer. He had already ordered some cheesecake from a shop nearby.
“Like what, Sonic the Hedgehog goes to Vegas?” Jace asked
Magnus ignored him, “I thought the two of you could pick a movie. Seeing as you are quite younger than me. And I admit that I am not best at keeping up with all the movies.”
“Too busy inventing new ways to put glitter on the human body.” Jace said dryly
“Too busy throwing fabulous parties one might say.” Magnus responded
“Maybe if they're hoping to get laid.” Jace muttered
You interrupted them with the name of the movie you had been hoping to watch.
“Sounds lovely.” Magnus said, folding his hands tightly, mouth thin, “What’s it about?”
“Well I’ve never seen it before…” Jace looked at you, thoroughly amused, “but I’ve heard it’s really entertaining.”
“Doesn’t hurt to try.” Magnus decided
Jace grumbled but nodded.
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You made a mental note to never suggest watching a movie with Jace and Magnus ever again.
Most of the time they argued, Jace kept interrupting to make comments of the inaccuracy in the plot points or to make fun of the characters.
“All right, I’m heading out.” You say standing up from the couch
Jace looked displeased, “You aren’t staying?”
“No, she is not.” Magnus commented looking at his nails
“I’ll be back tomorrow.” You assured him but he still looked unhappy.
Doing the first thing that came to mind you leaned down and kissed him.
He hummed in surprise but didn’t pull back. He rested his hands on your hips. They held you in place as he kissed back.
Magnus cleared this throat loudly. “Let’s get the goodbyes over with so I can go to bed.”
“We’re not children, you know. We know where the door is.” Jace grumbled
“You are still children, and I prefer my couch to remain quite clean.”
“Whatever.” Jace grumbled. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the front door.
“And lock the door once she leaves!” Magnus called from back in the room
When you made it to the front door you could still see that Jace was unwilling to let you leave so soon, “You’ll be back tomorrow?”
You nodded, “I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Good.” He pulled you in for a kiss. One that wouldn’t be interrupted by the host of the apartment.
Pulling back and you were dazed. Jace's eyes swirled with many emotions. He stroked your cheek delicately and his eyes lit when you shivered. His hand was warm and would’ve been smooth if it weren’t for all the tiny scars that raised his skin. You felt them all as he caressed your face, as if he was memorizing it.
“Goodnight.” You say finally
His lips thinned, “Good night. I will see you tomorrow.”
“You will.” You promised
Closing the door after you stepped out. You let out a sigh. He’d be back at the institute soon enough, you tell yourself.
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edited on 05/16/2024
Dating Jace Herondale HCs
Jace Herondale Masterlist
|This is all randomly out together so I apologize|
Warnings: mentions of traumatic past
Notes; |PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
He’s insanely protective
He hates when you go places without him because he worries too much
He has his eyes on you when you’re in the same room together, sometimes without even realizing
At the beginning his kisses were hard and rough
He still kisses rough but also with passion
His kisses kind of reflect his emotions.
At the beginning he doesn’t really understand or he doesn’t want to feel these things for you because of how he was brought up
But over time his kisses get more passionate
He kisses hard, like the two of you could not be any closer
His kisses are hard and passionate because when he loves someone he loves them entirely
Again, because of the way he was brought up he’s worried that since he cares for you so much he could lose you
So every kiss kind of feels like a last kiss without it meaning to
He really just wants to keep you safe
Even if he knows you can handle yourself he’s the first to stupidly throw himself in front of you if something went wrong
He will protect you with his life
If you get hurt he gets angry
Finds someone to blame, and sometime blames himself or you
That’s probably what leads to arguments is if you’re hurt and he keeps reminding you how you should’ve done this or that
He truly cares about you but he has a terrible way of showing it
If he feels like he’s been rejected it’s like all the way back to stage one
He loves your praises
Would purposely do something (probably something stupid) just to get your attention and praise
Probably wants your attention 24/7
Like he is honestly a child
Would never admit it but he’s clingy
Might follow you around most of the day if he’s just bored
He likes to talk and he likes it if you listen
He can also be a listener though
PDA
Like he kind of does it subconsciously sometimes
He wants you close and protected so he has his arm around you
He doesn’t want you to fall behind so he holds your hand
If Jace thinks someone else is interested in you he’ll laugh about but secretly be nervous
If you show some sort of friendliness to them he’ll probably take it terribly and be an ass about it
Like I said, he wants all of your attention
And he’s not one to be friendly so he might honestly interrupt a conversation just to ask you something
But if you came to ask him something he’d probably ignore the person he’s talking to, to see what you want
He doesn’t really care about other peoples opinions
Unless it’s someone he cares about
Which isn’t a lot
If someone didn’t approve of your relationship he’d probably just act like, “Okay, I don’t give a fuck.”
He loves head scratches
Like his eyes roll in pleasure when your nails run over his scalp
Jace doesn’t want you to nessacarily mess with his hair though
Like if you wanted to braid it or something he’d raise an eyebrow and say, “no.”
eats your food
He’s so non-chalant about it too
If you’re eating something he likes he’ll just take some for himself without even asking
And if it really bothers you he won’t do it
But if you’re just saying something like, “You should ask before you take someone else’s food” he’s just shrugs and takes another piece
But if you do it to him he raises an eyebrow at you
He won’t care that much though
Make out sessions leave you breathless
He’s very skilled in making out
Jace is most likely the best kisser you’ve ever had
He’s also really skilled with his fingers
He definetly makes a lot of jokes about you being obsessed with him
But everyone knows he’s also obsessed with you
If he loves you, he litterally doesn’t see other girls
If other girls find him attractive it’ll boost his ego but at the same time he doesn’t care
Wouldn’t cheat on you
You own his heart and soul, even if he was mad at you he could never look at another girl the same, not when you exist
Cares about his siblings opinions on you
Especially Alec’s
Alec and Isabelle would def be skeptical about you at first but once they realize how much Jace cares for you they’re willing to give you a chance
And if they end up liking you then that’s the final confirmation that Jace wants you in his life forever
Max doesn’t care
If Jace likes you then he likes you
Jace doesn’t want to imagine a future without you
He fidgets a lot
Dates with him can be fun
He’s an active body and care barely sit still so most of your dates are some sort of physical activity
Or something that requires a lot of walking
He’s the type of person that gets reminded of you everywhere he goes
He sometimes finds it annoying
Other times it can be comforting
He does not want to open up about his traumatic past with anyone, even you
And Jace just doesn’t cry
He probably couldn’t cry if it saved his life
If Jace cried… something awful must of happened
And if he’s upset enough to cry then he gets angry
Sometimes he goes to the piano or the training room if he’s lost in thought
A lot of times you’ll be in the music room doing whatever while Jace works at the piano
He likes your prescence
It comforts him that you’re there because your safe and he just likes that you’re with him
He’s probably not a big hugger
And by that I mean he probably hasn’t hugged anyone in a good year
But he’s fine with that
But he does like getting hugs from his loved ones
He almost never initiates hugs either
He’s a more live in the moment kind of person
He doesn’t enjoy thinking over the past all too much because it stresses him out
And he doesn’t want to worry about the far future either
I wouldn’t say he’s a big cuddled nessacarily
But over time you end up cuddling
But he won’t call it ‘cuddling’
Overall he’s a decent boyfriend
He cares for you and your well-being
But can also be stubborn and lash out
Overtime it decreases because you hold him accountable for it
You are his lover not his parent and you are not going to take care of him like a child
But that doesn’t mean you stop calling him out on his bs
He really respects your opinion and wants you to think highly of him
Something he’s always wanted with others as well but is more communitive about it with you
If the relationship is going to work he knows he needs to be more open
Because it’s not fair or right to you if he expects you to be okay with all his impulse negative emotions that are wrongly directed at you
Magnus even admitted that Jace comes to see him for impromptu therapy sessions
Though Jace definitely doesn’t call them that
He says he asks because Magnus is old and he’s bound to have some good relationship advice
Like every relationship you both still have some communication problems here and there
But the two of you actually end up being a very mature and open couple
Because both of you acknowledged your faults and worked to correct them
Not to mention you have both kind of molded around each other
You still have separate lives of course but you both always have each other in the back of your mind
Your relationship has also somewhat become something to look up to
Because you know these ShadowHunters do not sort out their problems with each other
But Jace has never been the average Shadowhunter either
at the end of the day Jace would sacrifice everything for you
Because that’s what you are to him
And he never fails to show it
Late Night Demon Hunting | Jace Herondale
Jace Herondale Masterlist
Word Count: ~1.2k
Genre: fluff? | Action
Pairing (s): Jace Herondale x girlfriend!reader, mention; Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood
Summary: You go demon hunting and Jace decides to tag along.
Warnings: Blood, demons, weapons, walking at night
Notes:
Set after City of Glass
Jace didn’t die and come back alive
Valentine was still defeated though
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|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
The only thing that can be heard in the institute is the sound of your black boots against the hardwood floor. You remind yourself to put a soundless rune on your boots before you leave.
Your thoughts are interrupted when you see a certain blonde leaning against the wall- is he filing his fingernails with his stele again?
“Jace?” His head shoots up at the sound of your voice and he grins.
“That would be me.” He begins to walk toward you, “Are you ready to go?”
“What do you mean?” You question confused
“Demon hunting of course, what else? You know they can never get quite enough of my good looks. Such a shame they get themselves killed for it though.” He answers with a fake sigh of disappointment
“I didn’t think you were going.” You answer walking to his side
“Why, because my parabatai is currently traveling the world with his warlock boyfriend? You know a shadowhunters work is never done, even then. You know, we should go on vacation somewhere, just the two of us.”
You ignore the increased beating of your heart and look up at your boyfriend, “I mean, that I didn’t think you’d be going with me. I thought you were gonna take it solo until Alec got back.”
“And let my beautiful girlfriend go by herself. I gotta make sure you’re safe, just like any good boyfriend.” He grins at you
You scoff, “I think I can handle myself quite alright.”
“I know, but it is quite hot watching you fight, and I thought ‘why deprive myself of such a wonderful sight’.” He responds with the same stupid grin
“You won’t be able to watch me because you’ll be too busy fighting yourself.” You say while subconsciously making sure you have everything I need on your person
“I can do both, you know I'm a fantastic multi-tasker.” He smirks and you choose not to answer him
“So, do you have everything?” He asks once more
“I need to put a soundless rune on my boots.” You recall
He clicks his tongue and nods, “We don’t need the sound of your boots alerting the demons of our unholy intentions.” He kneels down in front of you and draws the rune on your right boot first with his stele, then a twin of it on your left.
He stands back up and faces you, “Is that all then?” He whispers his face close to yours.
You manage to keep your composure but your voice breaks when you answer, “That’s all.” you curse yourself inwardly
He smirks and kisses you, hard. You're barely able to kiss him back before he’s pulling away and grabbing your hand, pulling you towards the door.
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Jace's left hand held a sensor while his right held your hand. You were walking through ChinaTown, which was busy considering the time of day. But it was always busy in New York City. The people walked past you without a single glance since you glamoured ourselves sometime prior.
“Anything?” You ask glancing at the sensor in Jaces hand
Jace nods and looks up. You see a restaurant you often order from, mostly on the nights Izzy decides to...cook.
“Well at least this demon has good taste.” He murmurs before pulling you into the restaurant.
You look around before you hear Jace whisper your name, when he sees that you're looking at him he nods his head in the direction of one of the tables.
You see it immediately, sitting alone at one of the tables with a plate of egg rolls. To the mundane it looked perfectly normal but you and Jace were able to see right through its disguise.
Jace scrunched his nose, “Who eats only egg rolls? This ones weird.”
You rolled your eyes but smiled, “They’re all weird.”
Jace shrugs and silently nods to the sign that indicates the direction of the restrooms. You nod back and then detach from each other.
As you're walking around the corner you're able to hear Jaces voice, “Have you ever tried their mu shu pork? It’s to die for.”
You roll your eyes and giggle under your breath.
A man passes you without a look in your direction as you lean against the wall, waiting patiently. You don’t have to wait long before the demon that was sitting at the table is thrown at the wall past you. He gets up quickly snarling his ugly long teeth.
“Not friendly I see.” You comment grabbing one of your seraph blades from one of the pockets in your jacket
“She’s taken, buddy.” You hear Jace say, but you don’t turn to look at him, keeping your eyes on the demon who’s still snarling at you.
You murmur the name of your blade just in time for the demon to lunge at you. Your blade grazes its side causing bits of black blood to trickle out of the wound. It hisses slightly in pain.
“You never did answer my question!” Jace yells as the demon now lunges at him
You come up behind them intending to stab the demon in the back but it lunges out of the way before you get the chance.
Jace, now at your side, looks at the demon expectantly.
“Screw you shadowhunters and your pork!” The demon hisses in a non-human voice
Jace gasps before lunging at the demon with his seraph blade, “And here I thought we were gonna have a nice conversation.” Jace says through clenched teeth
The demon narrowly dodges Jaces blade as you make your way toward the demon once more. Your seraph blade punctures the demon's arm and it yells in pain as you push it toward Jace.
Jace cuts off one of its legs making a puddle of black blood underneath. Jace's arms go under the demons and he holds it as still as he can while the demon struggles against him. Jace nods at you with a smirk.
You lunged at the demon one last time and cut off its head.
The hallway is now drenched in black blood, and that reflects on your gear.
“Hot.” Jace says to you as he stands up from behind the demon
You shake your head but your smile gives you away.
Jace looks down at the demon's remains and makes a disgusted sound, “How can he not like mu shu pork?” Jace asks
You laugh and walk towards him. The demon's body and blood disappear unsurprisingly.
“That’s what you got from that?” You laugh
“You meet a lot of ugly demons if that's what you’re talking about. But I’ve never heard of one not liking mu shu pork.” Jace answers, his arm going around your waist.
“That’s because you never ask.” Your answer
Jace makes a sound of agreement, “I suppose I should start then.” He looks down at you and smiles, “Breakfast?”
You look down at your clothes, soaked in black demon blood and sweat, “Shower.” You answer
Jace grins, “I like your idea much better.”
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edited on 05/16/2024
An Angels Arms | Jace Herondale
Jace Herondale Masterlist
Word Count: 1.7k
Genre: Domestic Fluff
Pairing(s); Jace Herondale x wife!reader, Magnus Bane-Lightwood x Alec Lightwood-Bane, Isabelle Lightwood x Simon Lovelace, Luke Graymark x Jocelyn Fairchild
Summary: You fall asleep after spending an evening surrounded by your family and friends, and you wake up in your husbands arms.
Warnings: Food, some sexual innuendos (kinda)
Characters included/mentioned: Luke Graymark, Jocelyn Fairchild, Mayrse Lightwood, Clary Fairchild, Simon Lovelace, Isabelle Lightwood, Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, and Max Lightwood-Bane
Notes:
Jace and reader are married
They live in the Herondale estate
Magnus and Alec are married
Max Lightwood-Bane is in this (he’s a little over one)
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|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
The institute shined in holiday lights. It took everyone hours to decorate the inside of the institute. You could still hear Jace grumbling in your ear about how pointless the entire thing was. But you all had persevered. The institute looked so glorious. Many pictures were taken because everyone was very proud of the results.
Magnus summoned most of the decorations, others were made by everyone in attendance (even Jace though he wasn’t given a choice), and some even came from respective childhoods.
The halls were filled with the sound of holiday music as you all decorated. With the occasional argument over decorations, (and the mishap where Max accidentally set multiple trees on fire), you were all putting in work. The institute truly looked like a Christmas card.
Jace, being the angsty adult teenager he is, kept pestering you about when dinner was going to get there.
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Last night was Christmas Eve and though the majority were neither religious or didn’t celebrate Christmas, it was agreed to get together to celebrate the holidays that night.
The institute smelled delightful with multiple pastries and appetizers adoring the tables.
First, you waited for everyone to show up. You and Jace got there early as the Lightwood siblings had agreed to help their mother with preparing the food. You decided to come along with Jace because you thought there was no point waiting three more hours waiting at home when you could show up early and help your mother-in-law. Jace hadn’t been looking forward to helping Mayrse cook and clean, any more than he was excited to see what food Isabelle decided to bring.
When you portalled into the institute you immediately heard chatter in the kitchen.
After setting down your bags of presents by the tree, you followed the noise and sure enough, Isabelle, Alec, Simon, and Maryse were already there. Mayse was standing very intimidatingly in the center of the kitchen giving everyone orders with a wave of the knife she was holding.
“Ah, the perfect picture of Shadowhunter holidays.” Jace said announcing your presence
Mayrses head had snapped towards the two of you and she smiled immediately embracing her adopted son, and you as well (to your surprise).
“Good, you’re here. Jace, go help Alec with the stuffing. Dear, if you could help Simon and Isabelle with the mashed potatoes that would be lovely.”
Simon looked like he was meant for a baking show, with a holiday apron and white chefs hat. He seemed very concerned as he watched his fiance pour things into the bowl. When you came over he smiled, happy to not have to be the one to tell Isabelle that she wasn’t following the recipe correctly and therefore getting snapped at.
And so the next few hours passed with a lot of orders from Maryse and annoyed debate from Isabelle after she considered putting brownie batter in the mashed potatoes.
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Then, Luke and Jocelyn showed up holding ceramic bowls filled with food.
Clary came only a few moments later her red hair disheveled and covered with snow, a bag clearly filled with presents hung at her side.
Last, but certainly not least, coming fashionably late, was Magnus and a well dressed Max.
Unfortunately Robert Lightwood had some things in Alicante that he couldn’t be excused for. So he was unable to join.
They invited Aline and her family but they were spending Christmas with Aline’s girlfriend, Helen, and the rest of the Blackthorn family.
Greetings went by swiftly and then everyone sat down and ate dinner.
Afterwards multiple card and board games were gone through. Jace and Alec had gotten up sometime in the middle wanting to ‘fetch something’ but you translated that to ‘I want to go play swords with my parabatai’. They were only gone for a few moments before Mayrse had dragged them back saying they were going to ruin their nice clothes.
You have to say your favorite part was when Mayrse began retelling past holiday stories about Jace, Alec, Isabelle, and their late brother Max.
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Finally the presents were passed around.
Max got an overwhelming amount of presents by Alec’s standards.
“You guys really didn’t have to get him so many presents. I mean, you should see the amount that is lying under our own tree back home!” Alec stressed.
But Max was happy so he didn’t press much more.
You gave Jace a ceramic duck, he glared at you and shook his head disapprovingly as everyone else laughed in amusement.
“Just be glad I didn’t get a live duck like Magnus suggested.” You whispered
Jace looked a little horrified at the thought and shivered.
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After presents were done, the mindless chatter began.
People would take turns playing with Max, and then Max would be passed around on people's laps once he started to get tired, eventually landing in Alec’s lap while Magnus played with his son's hair affectionately.
You couldn’t remember when you first started getting lulled into sleep. Maybe it was when Magnus sat at the piano, playing multiple tunes that he had heard throughout his life. Probably not when Clary and Simon recited a holiday song they learned in elementary school. If you couldn’t guess they weren’t the best of singers. Perhaps it was when Jace started combing his fingers through your hair, as you laid your head against his chest. The warmth of his body and the rythmic sound of his heartbeat probably helped as well. Yeah, that was probably it.
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The light pours into your room. Not unpleasant but enough to wake you from your peaceful slumber.
You quickly realize that you’re back in the Herondale house. The new familiarity of the room you and Jace (mostly you, since Jace kept insisting he didn’t care how you decorated) decorated. The single bookshelf that isn’t a far distance from your bed holds both of your favorite reads as well as photographs from your wedding, honeymoon, missions, and other memorable moments with your family and friends.
Your eyes first go to a picture with Jace, who wore a wide grin with his nephew, Max on his shoulders wearing one quite similar. You took that photo while at a fair (something Jace had considered ‘childish’ but had a lot of fun at). It was at the end of the night. Max obviously exhausted, but overall ecstatic, it had been his first time at the fair. Jace looked sweaty and worn out but you could tell that he wasn’t tired. He was a shadowhunter after all.
On a shelf down is a picture of you and Jace, simply talking. It was after a rougher mission and you were both bloodied and bruised but the look of pure love the two of you shared had drawn you to frame it.
Looking towards the left, on your windowsill was a picture from your wedding. You in your gold dress, and Jace in his button up black shirt with his black leather jacket. You and Jace were sitting down, tired from socializing and dancing. Your head was on his shoulder and he was peering down at you, a big smile on his face, one that reflected on your own.
You laugh a little bit thinking back to a time where you thought you and Jace would’ve never been. How happy you are that you were wrong.
“What are you laughing at so early in the morning?” A familiar voice rasps, still laced in sleep
You shake your head moving your body so you could face him. “Nothing.” you smile brightly looking at him.
Jace Herondale, your husband, who is more angel than the majority of Shadow Hunters, has killed more demons than anyone his age, and a damn good shadow hunter, is laying in bed next to you, his eyes lined with a reminisce of sleep.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” The blonde voices with a tired smirk
You huff out a laugh and comb your fingers lazily through his blonde locks.
Jace makes a grumble of appreciation and his mouth softens to a genuine pleased smile. His head subconsciously leans into your head.
You smile and go down for a kiss, one he returns with great pleasure.
Kissing Jace Herondale is how you would imagine a goodbye-this is the last time I might ever see you again-kiss. Its hard, full of passion, and yearning.
His hand is on the back of your head with a firm-but not too firm-grip keeping you close.
You are the one to pull away first causing a noise of disapproval from your husband.
“Merry Christmas.” You barely manage to say before Jaces lips were back on yours.
With a bit of a struggle you pull back and smiled, “We need to get ready.”
Jace scoffs disapprovingly, “What for?”
“We’re supposed to be meeting up with your family again later.” You answer
“Later. We saw plenty of them last night. I’m sure they won’t mind me spending today with my wife.” He says before pulling you in for another kiss
“You spend every day with me.” You murmur trying to hold onto the thought of Alec, Magnus, and Max who were expecting you later on.
“And everyday I only want you more.” He whispers, his hands roaming your body in pleasure, pulling you closer to him as if you were pulling away.
But you weren’t, you're not sure you could when you wanted him just as much.
You pull back and hold his face in your hands, his lips still only a few inches from yours.
He pouts and glares at you.
You laugh in response.
“We can’t miss breakfast. Magnus will hold it over our heads for the rest of our lives.”
“I don’t give a flying fu-” Jace began only for you to cover his mouth
“Jace!” You laugh a little. Just a little.
The famous Herondale smirk was ever so present when you remove your hand. “Fine. We can do breakfast, lunch, and dinner or whatever but after that you’re mine for the night.”
Your heart skips a beat, “Sounds wonderful.”
He smiles bringing you in this time for a warm embrace.
“I love you.” You murmur into his shoulder
“I love you more.” He murmurs back, a stupid grin on his face.
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edited on 05/16/2024
hey lovely could you do an jace nsfw alphabet? i dont think ive seen one for him. i love your writing your the best! ❤️
of course!!! i remember seeing one a while ago, i'm not sure where it's gone!! but of course i had to do it anyway cos i love these!! :)
Jace (Wayland? Herondale? Morgenstern? Lightwood??) NSFW Alphabet!
warnings: NSFW!! it's in the name!!
notes: sorry for not posting much lately, i've been too busy learning how to edit because I'VE MADE A JAMIE TIKTOK!!! i haven't posted anything yet but if you want to follow me this is my account :) anyways...
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He usually doesn’t care for it, but you’re the exception. He would make sure he takes care of you in every way he can, especially if he has been rough with you. He’d clean you up before he brings you a glass of water and the two of you would either just cuddle on his bed or he would run a bath for you. In the beginning of your relationship, he wasn’t sure what aftercare was really about, or how it worked, but he knew he wanted to make sure you were okay after sex, and he knew he didn’t want you to leave as soon as you had both finished.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favourite body part of his own is definitely his hands. I mean come on, they’re beautiful. Although they’d carry many scars from fights and other marks, he loved the way they looked on your body, especially as his hands are rather big. Of course he’d love to see his hands caressing your hips, pulling you closer to him, and around your neck, but he also just loved the way it looked when you would hold hands, and when he could compare your hand sizes and he would make fun of how small yours looked in comparison to his.
His favourite body part of yours… he would say your face and argue about how that it is technically a part of your body. He loves placing kisses on your cheeks, your forehead, your nose and especially your lips. He loves the colour of your eyes and how they seem to darken when he knows you’re needy. But if he had to choose an actual body part he would say your neck as he loves to leave bruises there with his mouth and he very much enjoys the sounds you make when he finds that one particular spot.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves to cum inside you, you could go as far as saying he perhaps has a breeding kink? But he’s never really thought that far ahead. He just loves the thought of you being full up with him in as many ways as possible, knowing that even when he’s not fucking you, part of him is still inside you. This also applies to when you give him blowjobs, most of the time he makes sure you’ve swallowed every last drop, unless he’s feeling a bit more adventurous, which then he’d cum on your face.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
I don’t know if it’s really a dirty secret but he liked you for a while before the two of you began dating, and he once accidentally walked into you in the shower. It took everything in him to hold back and walk away, he wanted to wait for you to get out, tell you how he felt and fuck you so hard youd forget your name. But he held back another week, but he didn’t leave your room without a pair of your underwear. After that night, he spent the rest of the week hooking up with random girls and imagining they were you as he fucked them, but no matter how hard he tried, he knew they just weren’t you.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
OH HE IS EXPERIENCED AND YOU KNOW IT!!! He knows exactly what to do in the bedroom, and he knows exactly what you like and what brings you to the edge quicker than you could say his name. Whenever you want to try something new in the bedroom, it’s likely that he’s already familiar with it.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He doesn’t like to admit it as it makes him seem “too vanilla” but he loves missionary with you. He loves watching your face as he fucks you and your eyes roll back. He loves being able to run his hands over your body and lift your hips up to his.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
It can go both ways, for example if he’s had a bad day he’d rather be more serious in the moment, but if you two had just come home from a party and you were both drunk, there would be a lot more giggling involved.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He likes to keep it clean and tidy down there, shaving every couple of weeks as he prefers how it looks. Although, if he weren't to shave the hair he grows is quite light and so isn’t very noticeable when it begins to grow out.
And when it comes to you, he believes it’s your body and your choice. Hair is natural, and nothing to be ashamed of!
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Oh Jace is such a romantic when it comes to you. He’ll hold you close as he fucks you and whisper things in your ear, telling you how beautiful you are and how he’s never loved someone as much as he loves you. But this can also change when you want him to be rough, he can be very dominant, shoving your face into the pillows, calling you degrading names that makes you even wetter than he imagined possible. But deep down, he’s a romantic.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He’d masturbate almost every night before you and him got together. Now, he doesn’t really have a need to. But sometimes when you’re away or when he’s in the shower and thinking about you, he’ll get off to the thought of you. Sometimes when he’s finished he’d feel guilty for doing this, but in the moment he’s too horny to even think straight.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Should I make a list? I’ll make a list.
Edging
Orgasm control
Hair pulling
Choking and breath play
Handcuffs
Spanking
Breeding
Daddy kink
Cockwarming
Thigh riding
Spitting
Degrading
I could go on and on about this but I’ll stop here.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
His bedroom, your bedroom and the bathroom. He likes to know you’re comfortable and there’s not a risk of being caught. He doesn’t like the thought of anyone seeing you the way he sees you, he doesn't want anyone hearing the noises you make as they’re all for him! He even made you rush back to his room from the greenhouse when you made him hard from sitting on his lap.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
The way you look at him when you’re needy. He would have to hold back from taking you over the kitchen table if you were to give him that look during breakfast. But also when you would surprise him with new lingerie. When you walk from your room to his in your robe with nothing but a lingerie set on underneath… prepare to not be able to walk in the morning.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
The thought of having a threesome isn’t something he likes. As I’ve mentioned, whilst dating Jace you are his and only his. He doesn’t like the thought of another man touching your body, and equally you don’t like the thought of Jace fucking anyone else. So that’s something that’s off the table, at least for the moment.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
HE LOVES TO GIVE ORAL. Jace is the king of giving head. He knows exactly what to do and just how you like it. He could spend the rest of his life between your thighs, quite happily. Even if neither of you have the time or the energy for sex, he will still go down on you like a starving man. He loves to give <3
He also loves receiving, as any guy would. He loves when you drop to your knees in front of him and take him down your throat. However, he will always prefer to give. What a gentleman.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It all depends on the mood and the moment. If you had a heated argument and you ended up pushed against the wall with his tongue down your throat then you’d expect it to be rough and fast. But if you’d just come home from a date then he’d carry you to the bed, take his time with you and show you how much you really mean to him.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
If either of you need to do it, then you need to do it! However, it doesn’t happen very often as he’d rather take his time.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
If you’re comfortable with it! He doesn’t want to put you in a situation where you don’t feel safe or comfortable
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Oh he could last all night and all day if you asked him to. He’s trained all his life so he has stamina, and he definitely shows it off in the bedroom. You’d be a drooling wreck beneath him before he’s even begun to sweat.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He doesn’t own any, but he surprised you with a vibrator for your birthday one year and he loves to use it on you, or to watch you use it on yourself. He would happily experiment with more if you were to ask him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He loves to tease. He’d place his hand on your thigh at the most inconvenient times and begin to move it upwards. You’d swat him away but it would only encourage him to tease you more.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s not very loud, but he’ll definitely moan your name and let out low groans as his hips roll against yours. He tries to keep quiet so the others don't hear him but if you're both home alone then... ;)
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Jace lost his virginity in the greenhouse with a girl he only dated for a few days. He had been very cocky and told her he’d fucked loads of girls before and then when it finally came to the act he wasn’t too sure what to do and when she left he was feeling quite embarrassed, but thankfully she ended up moving away so he never had to see her again. He didn’t have sex for 6 months after that, and he even read a few books on how to improve in the bedroom, as he never wanted to feel that same shame again (and he never did!)
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s definitely hiding at least 7 inches down there, his cock would be the biggest you’ve taken and it’s very satisfying ;)
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He’s horny all the damn time. You could literally just breathe and he’d be turned on. He’s always had access to sex whenever he wanted it, being as stunningly attractive as he is, and girls would throw themselves at him so he’s never really had to suppress the feelings before and control himself until he met you. You can even tell when he has to hold himself back from crashing his lips into yours and taking you on the bathroom sink.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He could fall asleep quite quickly after he finishes, but he makes sure you’re looked after first. When he’s certain that you’re happy and comfortable, he can fall asleep with you in his arms <3