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magiclimits:

“You don’t need to be going to Idris anyway, not right now anyway. They should give you leniency for being pregnancy and it’s really none of their business if they know or not in the first place.” It was more than obvious that Magnus didn’t approve of the Clave’s doing and he certainly didn’t like them meddling with his family. “Hmm…you mean like your runes that come from your gift? Maybe you’ll create something new this time. You’ll just have to try it later when you’re sure it’s right.”

❝I don’t want them to know about the pregnancy, not yet. They’ll get even more antsy about how unusual I am, and they’ll judge our kids for it, too. I mean... warlocks are half human, half demon... they will be a third demon, a third human and a third angel. I don’t know if I’m potentially giving birth to a new race of faeries, or warlocks, or a nephilim.❞ she frowned slightly. ❝What’s important is that the Clave’s attitude to new things is to treat them badly. Honestly, it might be better if the Clave thinks I’ve been kidnapped for the next few months. Know anywhere you could stash me? All I need is you, art supplies and foods to curb my random cravings.❞

#magiclimits

Boo. Haven’t been on this blog in a wee while, because I’ve been writing my book and hanging out on my many other blogs (I can only write the muses I’m feeling), but I’m back and have a lot of Clary, Mark & Jem muse. I also have Emma kicking around, so like for a starter or come say hey, you!

#OOC

❝Do you try to kiss every girl on the first date?❞ Clary asked, amusement in her tone. ❝What makes you think I’m open to it?❞

#indie rp #open rp

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@brooklynxmagic liked for the Seelie Queen.

❝Magnus Bane. You have returned?❞ The Queen was in her youngest form once again, trying to seem entirely harmless. ❝Have things not gone well since the meeting? Such an abrupt arrival does not bode well.❞

#brooklynxmagic

@xrchomai liked for the Seelie Queen.

❝Sebastienne Morgenstern.❞ The Queen drawled, watching the blonde Shadowhunter/demon closely from her throne of vines and leaves. She smiled faintly. ❝I have heard that you have been busy. It is a delight to see you once again.❞ She made no attempt to come down to her level, toying with the flowers which sprouted along the arms of the throne. ❝I hear that your father has made a miraculous escape. Have you forged an alliance with him?❞ It was important; she was evaluating her options at every turn, and the added weight of Valentine’s wit definitely did not bode well for the Shadowhunters

#xrchomai

Trial muse. Seelie queen. Like for a starter!

“Nobody calls me 'blondie' and keeps their kneecaps.”

EMMA CARSTAIRS

#aesthetic: emma

Send "Dance with me" to pull my muse in for a slow dance. [To Ty from Kit - byblackthornlove]

[posting to move over to tyberivs]

#byblackthornlove #Anonymous

Send [Touch] for a soulmate starter where the first touch reveals the bond and touch is essential thereafter [For Sebastian and male!Clary - sebastiannotjonathan]

Clary gasped as Sebastian grabbed his wrist, feeling the bond flare to life. ❝Fuck! No... get your hands off of me!❞

#sebastiannotjonathan #c: clarence fray #Anonymous

Send “(¬x¬;)” for My Muse’s reaction to catching Your’s watching them undress.. [From Jace to Simon - ajilightwood]

[posting to move it to boldadjacent]

#ajilightwood #psa: old muse #Anonymous

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Smut Starter Call | Nsfw

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kimchihoe:

extemporaneousson:

roleplaymemesmusings:

Put a number from 1-30 in my inbox, (without peeking at the image) for a drabble or a thread starter inspired by the corresponding image. Please specify M/F, M/M, or F/F along with which muses.

[ M/F ] , [ M/M ] , [ F/F ]

Note: May be selective with non-mutuals

Crossed out all the broken links

Replaced the broken links.

#rpmemes

‘is that why you ran away?’ [From Will to Jem]

❝Will, please, I don’t...❞ Jem was fighting the dizzying notion of there being four Will’s, sweat breaking out on his brow. The lack of Yin Fen was beginning to get to him, badly. Jem sat on his bed abruptly, shaking to his core, fumbling blindly with the buttons on his waistcoat. ❝Help me.❞ he begged.

#theimmortalsquad #c: jem carstairs #v: yin fen sickness

tuilipthorns:

Dru felt tears coming to her eyes. All she had wanted was to hug her big brother and feel his kiss on her cheek. That’s how he would always respond but now he was treating her like a monster and pushing her a way. “I am real so our your sisters and brother. Mark- we are all here and we love you. Please. We need you back.”

❝You can’t be Drusilla. She’s only eight years old... or nine... I... can’t remember.❞ Mark was digging his fingers into his scalp, his head hurting as he tried to break through the torture and the disconnect in time from Faerie and this realm. ❝This is another trick.❞

#tuilipthorns #sorry my activity wasnt giving me replies before #c: mark blackthorn

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❝Got you, Papa!❞ Dottie giggled, throwing a water bomb, propelled by blue magic which matched Magnus' hue exactly, also the exact same colour of Alec's eyes.

Magnus turned around just in time to get a water balloon to the chest. It exploded, drenching him from eyes to waist. “Dorothea,” he laughed, leaving it for now. The summer had arrived in New York and anything to take the edge off was welcomed in his opinion. “You do realize I will have to get my revenge right,” he growled playfully, conjuring a ball of water in his hand.

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brooklynxmagic:

It was terrifying, that tiny female version of his husband standing in front of him. Magnus wondered for the millionth time what he did to deserve this life. Still, he stalked forward, refusing to be put off by a glare that would have cowed lesser men. “Papa, yes!” he declared gleefully, sending the small ball of water towards his daughter.

She ducked, the water splashing against the leg of the desk and splattering her dress and cheek, making her laugh out loud as she threw her own waterbomb at him. Darting under the desk, she crawled until she caught up with it and wrapped her arms around his legs, chest heaving from having run around the house for hours.

#brooklynxmagic #c: dorothea lightwood-bane