there's something magic about you; something so tragic about you

LUCA COLLINSWORTHseelie shadowhunter there's a magic in these veins

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tessawxllace:

    one more step.  “  no,  ”  words started to leave her mouth, desperate for him to understand.  “  this. is. not. you.  ”  another step.  “  you almost killed your sister, attacked people, for what ? for what, luca ?  ”  a single tear streamed down her face as she was finally close enough      enough to look into his eyes, and hope to find her parabatai somewhere inside there.  “  these are not your beliefs, it’s not your purpose. whatever voice that tells you that it must be done      that voice doesn’t belong to you. please, luca. i’m your parabatai, you know you can always trust me. you… you always did      trust me now, too. trust that i can help you.  ”

    she’s too close. too close for him to control himself. or is that the problem ?? that he can’t fight the control. that her every word clouds his thoughts, confuses him, draws a haze over his clarity. hands grasp at her shoulders, fingers digging in. “why can’t you see i have to ??” her presence is dizzying. his mind unfocused. something claws back at him, struggles desperately to regain power. his mission, his task. but when she looks at him like that, he can’t quite remember what that mission is. “parabatai-” he breathes, ocean irises levelled with hers. if he tears them away he knows his mind will clear, he knows he’ll find his path again, but the desperation in her eyes makes it an impossible feat. “wally, i...i can’t-” his voice shakes, desires pulling him apart inside. he knows he is righteous. he is doing what must be done. and yet she is the other half of his soul, if she says this is wrong....what is he to believe ??

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tessawxllace:

      OH NO. was it too late ? were they too late ? tessa ran towards her parabatai as she let lukas take care of his.  “  luca !  ” the voice that came out of her was quite literally desperate, begging for him to stop. without any fear, she took a few steps closer to the boy, her expression was soft despite the situation they were in. despite what was coming.  “  you need to stop.  ”  she knew words were meaningless for him, but maybe they could be enough to distract him.  “  this        ”  tessa continued, pointing at the blood in his hands.  “  this is not you. i know my parabatai       something happened to you.  ”  one more step.  “  please. let me help you.  ”

      not her. there’s something in his head, something clawing at the calm haze, screaming under his skin. not. her. “i can’t-” he shakes his head vehemently, words forcing themselves through gritted teeth. “i have to, i have to finish what i started-” luca hisses, ocean hues darting between the blood on his hands and the girl before him. “tessa, you have to understand this must be done-” 

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[lukastho]

hclfblccd:

        the shock is evident on lukas’ face, even as his expression hardens with rage. he hadn’t thought, hadn’t considered the damage his was doing. and that is why luca is certain he could be swayed if it weren’t for that creature he adores. his friend - for they had been friends - was meant to be violent, was born for bloodshed and chaos. he would be a perfect ally. but care for the downworld was making him weak. “to hurt the girl ??” luca raises a brow, hand reaching up to wipe the blood from his lips. “nah that was just an added bonus. i proved my point, you’re still proving it for me. you don’t care that you hurt her.”

lukas shook his head, keeping himself away from the other, he knew himself and he could still feel his blood boiling, his hands itching to finish the job started, and in any other situation he would have kept going but now that the realization that he was hurting an innocent because the damn bond he had to keep himself in check. “a bonus. as if we are talking about prizes here.” he scoffed. “trust me, if i didn’t care we wouldn’t be talking right now, i’d be over there giving your face a makeover.” never he would have seen this day coming, it still felt surreal in his mind. “but she shouldn’t be paying for you being a fucking asshole.”

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        "not prizes-" luca says derisively, rolling his eyes. the other male is dancing away from him, clearly afraid of not being able to control himself. he knows he could entice another strike out of him if he continued to press on his weaknesses. but he won't - his point has been made. "useful side effects." shoulders shrug loosely, ocean hues drifting over his old friend - the bloodied hands, the rage boiling behind his eyes. "you could be so good. you could be a warrior. if you weren't so wasted on sympathy with the demonic hordes." shaking his head, he moves past the blonde, caring little if he is struck again. his shoulder barges against lukas, bright eyes darting to his. "think it over." he says quietly, before sauntering out of the training room.

[tessawxllace]

                                                  messing with someone new                                                        thinking i wanted to                                           turns out i don’t want new, i want YOU.                               @hclfblccd , @steadyshiloh , @augustzhao , @alcrics

[valiiants]

✫·.*⊹·.  ELENA BROOKS + connections ( pt. 1 ).· ⊹·˚.⋆✦ 

                 you can break my soul,                                                                                                       take my life away,                                                       beat me,                                                                      hurt me,                                                                                     kill me,                                                                                                                  but for the love of god                                                                 don’t touch                                                                     THEM.

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[lukastho]

hclfblccd:

        the second hit is less controlled, red mist clearing clouding his opponent’s judgment. he stumbles backwards with the force of the strike, managing to right himself before he falls over completely. straightening up, he wipes the blood from his lips with the back of his hand and smirks proudly. “my head is finally clear. i know what path i’m on, i know what is right for our kind.” luca explains, amusement twinkling in his eyes. “and with every punch you land, you prove you do too. you haven’t stopped to think about what damage you’re doing - you just inflict it. you let the rage take you, consequences be damned. you claim to care about these half breed mongrels - yet you let one suffer along with me.”

he wanted to hit him again, he wanted to throw him on the ground and hit him over and over again till he was sure he regretted what he said. he almost did it, almost pounced at him when his words hit him like a cold shower or rather like a sudden slapped to the face, freezing him on the spot as he stared at luca, eyes growing wide for a fraction of a moment at the shook of what he just did before his expression hardened once again. he knew he had fucked up, there was no other way to describe it. “was that your plan all along? congrats, you should be proud that it worked.” he scoffed, fingernails digging into his palms. “but you know what? i’d still do it again, i’d still break your nose over and over again for what you said.”

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        the shock is evident on lukas' face, even as his expression hardens with rage. he hadn't thought, hadn't considered the damage his was doing. and that is why luca is certain he could be swayed if it weren't for that creature he adores. his friend - for they had been friends - was meant to be violent, was born for bloodshed and chaos. he would be a perfect ally. but care for the downworld was making him weak. "to hurt the girl ??" luca raises a brow, hand reaching up to wipe the blood from his lips. "nah that was just an added bonus. i proved my point, you're still proving it for me. you don't care that you hurt her."

[valiiants]

hclfblccd:

     the blow to the head stuns her but it’s not enough. she will still remember, she will still live. and in doing so, she will stand in his way. the world cannot be cleansed if those in power are too weak to do what is right. he is certain now that he needs to start within his own ranks, dispose of the shadowhunters that don’t stand for the true cause until only the strong are left. he holds her tightly within his grasp, fingers crushing down on her trachea as she chokes for air. the dagger she draws is a feeble attempt at slowing him but he is driven now, mind focused on the task at hand. he loosens his hold briefly to bend, snatching the abandoned knife from the ground. this will be quicker. less messy. “my only regret is not seeing that this had to be done sooner.” luca says softly, pressing the edge of the blade to her neck. if he incises the carotid artery it will be over in minutes.

     elena knew where his fingers squeezed would leave dark marks behind, and the sounds coming under her skin on her throat ( like skin being crushed under pressure, some weaker veins unable to hold it which resulted in blood spilling right under the surface, painting her porcelain skin dark red & purple ) were signs that he was not planning to stop. head dizzy and dark spots flying before her eyes now, elena could barely register his split second distraction as he bent to retrieve the dagger, allowing her half the breath she could swallow until he was pressing again, this time the sharp edge of the blade right on her throat, slowly pressing more and more. tears leaving wet, shiny trails behind on her cheeks, elena’s bottom lip was trembling, heart pounding fast as adrenaline pumped through her veins. this is it, she thought, as the delicate skin was beginning to tear, soon the blade would reach he artery and all would be done. but she was a fighter. if she had to fight till her last breath, so be it. “ luca - y..ou can’t - ” she choked out, blood spilling down her neck and chest now. “ you can’t k-kill your —- sister. ”

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    his hands are slick; crimson staining pale skin. is it hers from the mess he has made of her head, sticking in her dark hair, smeared across the wall ?? or is it his from the way he has clutched the dagger so tightly, from the blows he has handed, her scraping defiant fingers against his arm ?? the blood is theirs both, whoevers it may be. his sister. the horror, the surprise, has briefly slowed him in his task. but clarity finds its way again, washing his thoughts clean, erasing the flicker of compassion and fear that had overwhelmed him. “it must be done.” luca says sharply. yet a shaking hand lets the knife fall free, his eyes unsteady on hers. he must, he must. the hand that grips her neck drags her forward and with a final push of immense force, he slams her head with an echoing crack against the wall again.

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@tessawxllace

          his hands are slick; crimson staining pale skin. is it hers from the mess he has made of her head, sticking in her dark hair, smeared across the wall ?? or is it his from the way he has clutched the dagger so tightly, from the blows he has handed, her scraping defiant fingers against his arm ?? the blood is their both, whoevers it may be. his sister. the horror, the surprise, has briefly slowed him in his task. but clarity finds its way again, washing his thoughts clean, erasing the flicker of compassion and fear that had overwhelmed him. "it must be done." luca says sharply. yet a shaking hand lets the knife fall free, his eyes unsteady on hers. he must, he must. the hand that grips her neck drags her forward and with a final push of immense force, he slams her head with an echoing crack against the wall again.

[kim-jisoo]

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[valiiants]

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      he watches her fall, not even flinching as her head collides with the dresser and splits her delicate skin. scarlet stains her forehead and he finds himself drawn to it, bright eyes watching her curiously. it doesn’t matter that she’s hurt, far from it…she deserves it. if she won’t bend to his directive then she is standing in his way. irritation masks his features as her whip laces around his torso and his hands wrap around the thin silver metal, tugging her forward even as she pulls him towards her. “i am doing what i have to do, elena.” luca snaps as he draws closer to her. “you can’t get in the way of that.” he seethes, hand flying up to close around her neck and slam her head backwards against the wall. 

     the very faint confidence that she could muster up once she thought she had him under control quickly fading away when he started to pull her back towards him. that was not going to work. she had came to the realization but now it was too late as his hand wrapped around her neck. once her head was slammed against the wall, she let out a pained squeak, vision blurry for a second after the hit as she could feel the warm liquid seeping on the back of her head. “ luca – please, ” she choked out, a hand clawing at his hand, the other absently moving to get a hold of her dagger only to swipe it at his arm, hoping it’d give her enough time. though, the lack of oxygen became her main concern quickly as she gasped for air, dropping the dagger to try and pull his hand away with her both hands desperately, voice barely audible as she spoke. “ you can’t - you’ll regret this… ‘cause this isn’t you… ” @hclfblccd​

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     the blow to the head stuns her but it's not enough. she will still remember, she will still live. and in doing so, she will stand in his way. the world cannot be cleansed if those in power are too weak to do what is right. he is certain now that he needs to start within his own ranks, dispose of the shadowhunters that don't stand for the true cause until only the strong are left. he holds her tightly within his grasp, fingers crushing down on her trachea as she chokes for air. the dagger she draws is a feeble attempt at slowing him but he is driven now, mind focused on the task at hand. he loosens his hold briefly to bend, snatching the abandoned knife from the ground. this will be quicker. less messy. "my only regret is not seeing that this had to be done sooner." luca says softly, pressing the edge of the blade to her neck. if he incises the carotid artery it will be over in minutes.

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valiiants:

     listening to his words with a horrified look on her face, elena kept shaking her head slightly in disbelief, whispering ‘ no ’ as soon as he spoke about cleansing himself. at this point, she didn’t know who she was more scared for; herself or luca ? the line was still unclear even when she was thrown against the wall, her back hitting the surface hard before she fell down, hitting her head against the dresser which resulted in a cut being opened, blood slowly seeping down the side of her forehead. quickly, she tried to get back on her feet; stumbled but still managed as her bracelet turned into the whip, elena quick to act and wrap it around luca’s torso, tugging at it to get him to move closer. “ how can you say that luca ? you’re – you’re not okay… ” she breathed, eyes filled with tears. “ i’m taking you to someone who can help you. i - i can’t let you hurt anyone or yourself. ”

      he watches her fall, not even flinching as her head collides with the dresser and splits her delicate skin. scarlet stains her forehead and he finds himself drawn to it, bright eyes watching her curiously. it doesn’t matter that she’s hurt, far from it…she deserves it. if she won’t bend to his directive then she is standing in his way. irritation masks his features as her whip laces around his torso and his hands wrap around the thin silver metal, tugging her forward even as she pulls him towards her. “i am doing what i have to do, elena.” luca snaps as he draws closer to her. “you can’t get in the way of that.” he seethes, hand flying up to close around her neck and slam her head backwards against the wall. 

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valiiants:

     she was only surprised till he twisted her arm behind her back but once it was done, elena found herself with the blooming fear inside her. she was scared because now it felt like she didn’t even know him, let alone what might he do, how much further could he go. despite that, one thing elena was for sure had always been stubborn. she wasn’t about to give up on him, even though the hands on her hurt and now her eyes were glassy. “ putting the world to rights ? ” she said, voice shaky. “ you out of all the others must know we are no mightier than them. ” she managed to choke out, hand moving to be put on his arm, squeezing and pushing back. “ you are part downworlder. what are you going to do about that, then ? ”

      he feels her push back against him but it is much like pushing against rock, he is immovable. “our world is infested with diseased creatures, monstrosities conjured from the blood of those we are born to hunt. they wear human faces, a disguise to hide their true nature. but i won’t be deceived any longer, i am doing heaven’s work-” he says sharply. “and when it is done, i’ll do what is right. i’ll cleanse myself.” he cants his head, narrowed eyes surveying her fearful expression. “and if you aren’t with me, if you won’t help, then you are against me elena.” luca whispers, glint of a threat reflecting in his ocean eyes. with a sudden, violent movement he releases his grip on her and pushes her forcefully away from him, towards the wall. 

[rob-pattinson]

“Love yourself no matter what you’ve been through. Face the future confidently, and say #IDONTMIND.”

Chris Wood photographed for #IDONTMIND Campaign (June, 2018).

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valiiants:

     when he grabbed her wrist, she wasn’t too surprised. that was the second time she hit him lately ( or more like, ever ) and he must have been prepared to stop him, she thought. but what came after surely struck. his knuckles meeting the soft, blushed cheek, elena was taken aback by the sudden attack, her free hand darting up to press on her buzzing skin. “ you - ” she gasped, words stuck in her throat for a moment. “ you are going insane - this isn’t you ! ” elena exclaimed, trying to wiggle her wrist out of his grip as her free hand now swatting and pushing on his chest and shoulder, not really clear if she was trying to get some sense into him out of frustration or free herself. 

        she seems startled as if his retaliation is unexpected. soft, weak, fragile elena. seeing the world through rose tinted glasses, believing that monsters were the equals of angels. this is for her own good, he must make her see sense. “there is a fine line between genius and insanity.” he says sharply, twisting her arm downwards behind her back. doing so brings the two of them closer and he captures her face with his free hand, fingers digging into her cheeks as he forces her to meet his gaze. “this is genius at work elena. this is putting the world to rights.”

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lukastho:

he stared at him, he didn’t know how to feel except for the anger that seemed to cloud everything else. “what the fuck is your problem.” it wasn’t a question and he shoved him hard, not sure if it was to get him far from himself or to stop himself from hurting him more, which he knew there was a high chance of it happening, he had never been good at controlling his anger. “you really lost your mind, didn’t you.” he almost growled, fist connecting to his face once more. “for fuck’s sake. you aren’t even half the man he is.”

        the second hit is less controlled, red mist clearing clouding his opponent’s judgment. he stumbles backwards with the force of the strike, managing to right himself before he falls over completely. straightening up, he wipes the blood from his lips with the back of his hand and smirks proudly. “my head is finally clear. i know what path i’m on, i know what is right for our kind.” luca explains, amusement twinkling in his eyes. “and with every punch you land, you prove you do too. you haven’t stopped to think about what damage you’re doing - you just inflict it. you let the rage take you, consequences be damned. you claim to care about these half breed mongrels - yet you let one suffer along with me.”