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indie oc. written by abby. follows back from forsaenctum.

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prctticstboy:

@carrymcaning reblogged.

❝ Are you serious? He ended up being Luke’s DAD? ❞

   “yeah!! crazy plot twist. —of course, now, pretty much everyone knows it before they watch the movie, but... it’s still cool.” 

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arrowiisms:

     Rafael rolled his eyes at his friend and chuckled again, trying not to think about that feeling in his stomach that appeared when Jacob took a hold of one of his hands again, only to put the coins into his palm. “Fine, Mr. Planner. Show me which one is your favourite game?”

   “yeah, sure!” rafael’s hand is released and jacob goes rushing off, but he stops in the middle of the arcade, wondering which actually is his favorite. “uh— c’mon, i’ll show you this one first.” he sits himself up on one of the motorcycle simulator games, leaning to pat the seat of the plastic motorcycle next to him. “we’ll race.” 

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@sangviis

   “uncle raphael!” even as a teenager now, jacob rushes to great his uncle, always happy to see him. “i was just thinking about you. it’s been too long, i missed you!” 

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arrowiisms:

Rafael regretted asking that question almost instantly. He swallowed thickly when he felt Jacob’s grip on his hand tighten and fought off a blush when the other placed an arm around his shoulders once they got into the arcade. Yup, his best friend was definitely trying to give him heart failure. “I didn’t bring any mundane money.” Rafael frowned as he followed behind Jacob. “I could just watch you play, I guess. That would still be entertainment.”

   “what?” his brow furrowed, glancing at rafael while he keeps sliding cash into the machine. “dude, who do you think i am? i’m not gonna make you watch me play, that’s just cruel an unusual punishment.” he’s smiling at rafael without realizing it, even as he collects their coins blindly. one of his friend’s hands is taken again, but this time so he can dump about half of the coins into his palm. “i told you i planned ahead. i brought enough for the both of us, it’s cool.”

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arrowiisms:

Rafael raised an eyebrow, and laugh at Jacob’s worried look. “Oh, come on. They won’t find out anyway. Stop worrying.” And it was too late now, seeing as he was already in the mundane world with the other. “You and your technicalites. Fine, entertainment.” He could have sworn his heart almost stopped when Jacob grabbed his hand. “Uh… What’s an arcade?”

   “what’s an arcade?” his step falters for a second, meaning they’re just holding hands, but jacob’s in far too much disbelief to notice. “oh, my god, come on, i’ve gotta show you.” and with that, he’s off again, tightening his grip on rafael’s hand and bringing him to the arcade before standing in front of it. his arm goes around rafael’s shoulders and he grins, gesturing grandly to the fluorescent glow from the rows and rows of games waiting to be played. “this, my friend, is an arcade. you gotta pay to play, but don’t worry, i thought ahead.” so he tears away to the coin dispensing machine and starts feeding his cash in. 

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arrowiisms:

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“My dad is going to kill me if he finds out that I’ve snuck off to the mundane world.” Rafael said, talking more about Alec than about Magnus. Of course, they were both protective over him, but Rafael wanted to explore, and Jacob knew his way around. Besides, he’d been friends with Jacob for ages now, so he could be trusted. They were practically best friends, which was probably a little weird – a Shadowhunter and a mundane, best friends. But Rafael didn’t really care. “What sort of things do you do here for fun then?”

   “really?” jacob’s brow creases with worry. he’s got no intentions of going against their wishes, but rafael’s already here with him, so they might as well enjoy themselves. it’s not like there’s much to fret about anyway— they’re at the mall. it’s a simple trip, but rafael can learn a lot about mundanes here. “fun might be an exaggeration. entertainment is probably the better term.” he grabs rafael’s hand and starts pulling him along, grin brightening his features. “i’m gonna take you to the arcade, c’mon.”

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sunbeamiing:

        ❝ mm? ❞ she looks up from her phone, and—oh. (the smile appears unbidden, really; she can’t help it.)  ❝ what’s this boy’s name? ❞

   jacob can’t help the goofy smile he gets but he’s quick to grab a pillow and pull it over his face to hide the lovesick expression he’s got. it also muffles his words, though— “nathan...” the pillow’s moved so that at least his eyes are visible. “he’s really cute.” 

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tentaculi: 

“uh. just don’t touch it, dude and you can look all you want.” not that this kid COULD touch the comic even if he wanted to since it was under lock and key. this was an issue that wasn’t for sale but wyatt, logan’s father, like to proudly display it. “batman #3. it’s hella nice, right? my dad is proud as hell of this one, for sure.”

   “that’s so cool.” he gets up on his tiptoes, like that’ll give him a new perspective, show him some secret that only this comic held. “sorry, i just— that’s awesome.” but his manners are never forgotten for long so he drops his interest for a second, giving the other guy his attention. “i’m jacob. sorry i’m bein’ weird,” he laughs. 

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tentaculi:

“don’t be a weenie, jacob,” the best way to get your friends to listen to you was to insult them, “you can totally just talk to him.” funny that poppy was offering this brand of advice in particular, especially since it’s not something she had ever adhered to herself. “if he doesn’t like you then he’s lame and you’ll find another boy with a better butt. plain and simple. but you won’t know unless you try.”

   “poppy, being a weenie is the only thing i’m good at.” his jaw tenses and he stares off into space, somehow seeing his future and it’s not lonely but it damn sure won’t have romance in it if he keeps this up. “but what if he could like me and then i scare him off or something?” this is a big struggle for him. if he wasn’t in public, he’d be groaning in a pillow right now. “he’s got such a good butt. i can’t imagine someone having a better butt.”

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@brightconstantmotion

   “papa!” magnus’ gift is left on the table, a pretty wrapped little package with a golden bow on top, in favor of hugging him. he’s up on his tiptoes to hug his father, arms around his neck to give him a quick squeeze before jacob pulls back to encourage him towards the gift. it’s a framed sketch of magnus— one of his rare realistic works, even starring some watercolors to add interest. “happy father’s day! open your gift.” 

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@cupcakemonwrites

   “uh— hey! would you mind signing this?” there’s a clipboard and a pen presented, along with a shaky little smile. “it’s a, um— a petition to get a gaming club on campus. we have to get signatures to show there’s enough community support and all...”

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@tentaculi

    “woah, holy shit!!” he’s a little louder than intended, and it’s not usual for him to cuss, so don’t get the wrong idea. “that’s so cool, i never thought i’d see one in person!” though, owning a comic store has to come with some perks, he supposes. “can i see it?” 

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@tentaculi

   “no, i can’t just talk to him...” or can he? jacob doesn’t know how any of this works and he swallows thickly, visibly uncomfortable at the idea of talking to this guy. “i mean, what if he doesn’t like me? i think i’d die of awkwardness.”

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brightconstantmotion:

“That’s the most noble reason I can imagine to ditch homework.”  He held out his hand to his son and smiled.  “But I’ll be sitting beside you at the table as soon as we return because all joking aside it is extremely important you finish your work.” 

   “papa, i don’t need you to watch me do my homework.” his eyes roll, blush settling into his cheeks as he reluctantly slips his hand into magnus’. “fine,” he sighs, “where are we going shopping?”

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ofangelveins:

《 ➳ 》 ❝next time you’re planning to injure yourself to get my attention,                 just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders ❞

  “no, that’s— that’s not what i—!! even if i were trying to get your attention, this definitely was NOT my plan.” and he’s rubbing at the sore spot on the back of his head now, brow furrowed, nose scrunched up in pain.