make me a believer

Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown. But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited Till it broke open and it rained downlike pain. Liam Monroe / 27 / Hunter

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oflightandcir:

Lux lets out a frustrated sigh, rolling her eyes at his words. “You know, you are just one huge grump, you know that? Hunter’s nicer,” the blonde mutters, standing behind the top left pocket, easily letting the pool cue slide into the cue ball, breaking as the first striped ball shoots into the bottom right pocket. “Looks like I’m stripes.” Looking over, she smiles as she looks to his eyes a bit more clearly, raising her brows slightly. “Shame – always had a thing for guys with blue eyes – Hazel, though. I gotta say, they’re pretty swoon worthy too,” Lux teases softly, setting up her next shot.

“One of us had to take that role, it came much naturally to me than him.” Liam said simply. If there was one thing he could agree with, it was that Hunter was probably the nicest among the Monroes. His own brows rose up at the blonde’s comment. Was she hitting on him? “Right,” Liam dragged the word out, picking up his drink and taking a long sip. “I suppose that makes you an easy target for men, then.” he gave her a tight-lipped smile, watching her set up her next shot. 

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honeyblocd:

   well… that’s a way to END story that makes her recoil an inch. tensed muscles outlined by the meager moonlight cutting through the window’s glass, she takes a second to EXHALE before opening her mouth again. ❛ … i’m — happy you weren’t eaten alive, yes… ❜ LARGE black hues fall to the ground, finding comfort in fidgeting with her pendant. ❛ …not that it died, though… it just… seems something always has to die for it to be a story worth telling… ❜ 

Having clearly made the girl uncomfortable, Liam’s gaze softened a fraction, lifting his shoulders in response. “It’s just a single story, not all are bad.” But his life, his stories -- most of them involved the young hunter involved in violence towards others. A necessary evil, he repeated it to himself. “I guess that’s the world we live in these days, though. Look around us -- there’s death everywhere.” 

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ofthecurrent:

“Why do you think I’m hiding anything?” Sierra asked him a little too quickly, watching him suspiciously. “I don’t know, people find ways to cheat at everything. Stop making that face, it’s rude.” He always looked at her like she had a third eye, it was infuriating and kind of unsettling. He didn’t even know she could grow scale, she wondered how he’d look at her if he were to find out. “Doesn’t mean I’m not going to win. I have a good feeling about this.” She watched with narrowed eyes as he made his shot and did as good as she had. As if that wasn’t annoying enough, he got her name right. Definitely on purpose. “You know my name, Leon,” she said sarcastically, which wasn’t something that came naturally to her. “I don’t know, I never know what to do when I’m in a bar since I don’t drink and don’t play pool. I figured I’d learn.” Leaning down, she made her shot and looked at him with a triumphant grin. “I think I’ve found my calling.”

“Because you look guilty all the time.” Liam teased. “I’m not making a face, this is my normal expression.” he shrugged, but he most certainly was. It would be an understatement to say that he found the girl to be very peculiar, but that wasn’t so strange in this town. He snorted when Sierra said she had a ‘good feeling’ about winning the game. “Alright, alright, I’ll let you enjoy that good feeling while it lasts.” Liam said, a chuckle escaping him when she called him Leon in return to his own comment. “Nonetheless, we’re still strangers, who cares whether I get your name right or not?” He watched her take another shot, her words making him think for a moment. “So you just decided to learn how to play this so you could fit in here?” his tone was suggesting that he found that to be a little desperate. “I didn’t think you’d get cocky so soon. It doesn’t look good on you.”

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flxrenciavelazquez:

“Now I would much rather run this up your ass.” Her eyes narrowed at her coworker before walking to the table and bending over. Firing the white ball towards the triangle, she watched them spread apart. Luckily for her, one sank into a pocket. “Still got it.” She didn’t even remember the last time she played, “What does the winner get from this?”

“That is much better.” Liam chuckled, his eyes set on Florencia as she took her first shot. “A little cash, for one. How much are you willing to spend?” he asked with a rise of his brows. “Let me think what else I want and I’ll get back to you by the end of this.” he winked, arms crossed before his chest. “What do you want?”

[magnusalec]

Alec Lightwood + Bow & Quiver

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oflightandcir:

“What? Don’t think a baker can beat you?” Lux questioned softly, a playful smile fluttering onto her lips as she grabbed at a pool cue, and taking out a twenty, laying it down on the border with the raise of her brows. “I know I can win, blue eyes.”

“Your profession has nothing to do with my assumption that you can’t win, I’ve just never seen you playing at this place, meaning the chances of you being as good as me are kind of low.” Liam elaborated, his eyes following the twenty-dollar bill she had just taken out. He did the same, accepting the challenge. His eyes rolled to the back of his head at her comment. “These are hazel, not blue. Sorry to disappoint.” he motioned to his eyes. “Go on, then, take your first shot.” 

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ofthecurrent:

“Yeah, I can,” she said with a scoff, grabbing the pool cue and getting into position. “I’ve studied every rule of this game and watched around a hundred videos on YouTube. If you beat me, you’re cheating.” She took the first shot and nailed it, surprisingly. Standing up straight, she looked at him with a grin. “Told you.”

“So confident, I’m surprised. What are you trying to hide behind all that facade?” Liam listened as she bragged about her skill, nodding sarcastically with every word that came out of her lips. “How exactly would one cheat in pool? It’s all physics.” Watching her as she took her first shot, Liam shrugged. “You told me you’d win -- we’ve barely even started, sweetheart.” he exhaled a chuckle, settling into position as it was his turn. Like her, he made a good first shot. “Sienna, was it? You don’t look like the pool-playing type, what’s the story behind this strange passion of yours?” Not that he cared; Liam simply wanted to get her distracted.

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rcbxrn:

“I think I can try,” Max shot back as she approached the table, cue in hand as she waited for him to break. “How about twenty dollars and the loser has to buy next round?” she dug into her pocket and brought out the twenty and wiggled it at him. “Shoot first, Kristen Stewart.”

Smirking at the girl’s words, Liam nodded. “You’ve got yourself a deal.” he said, eyeing the petite brunette as if she was one of his supernatural preys. Shaping his cue stick, Liam took his time before leaning over the table, positioning himself for the first hit. As the balls dispersed over the table, Liam looked up at the girl with a subtle curve of his lips. “I’m still puzzled about the Kristen Stewart nickname,” he mused, taking a sip of his beer. “Was that an insult or a compliment? Because I don’t remember her being hot.” 

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flxrenciavelazquez:

“You’re implying that I’d actually lose.” The fiery witch grabbed a pool stick and walked up to the table. “Don’t cry when I end up winning, Monroe.”

“Well you’re not gonna win when it comes to having the wittiest comebacks, that’s for sure.” Liam snorted, taking a sip of his beer that set on the edge of the pool table. “Ladies first,” he said, motioning for his co-worker to go first.

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“You really think you can beat me? How about you put your money where your mouth is so we can finally start this game?”

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sladist:

Her JACKET was neatly hung on the bar’s stool , hands softly gripping at the top as she stretched out her back. There was audible pops and cracks , and soon followed by her arms. “The REGULAR , please.” Adelaide came here often enough that she knew most ( if not all ) of the bartenders     And they knew her order just as well.

Seeing the brunette on the other side of the bar was no surprise, but Liam still rose his brows as he listened to the cracks and pops of her back as she stretched. “That’s mildly disturbing, even for me.” he said, picking up a glass and a bottle of scotch per her request. After filling the glass, he slid it towards her on the counter. “Scotch on the rocks, single ice cube.” 

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johannawalkley:

“Oh, ugh—what is in this? Please remind me never to use the words ‘SURPRISE ME’ when ordering shots, or any drink, ever again.”

“That has grand marnier, tequila and Tia Maria.” Liam responded as he worked on another order behind the bar. “It’s called Alice in Wonderland, girls usually dig it, so.” he shrugged, looking at the blonde. “Maybe you should stick to good ol’ club soda next time.” 

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valentinacaro:

“—Huh?” The word left her in a weak gust of air. Valentina’s gaze had been fixated on a point somewhere straight ahead of her, her thoughts absent and unaware of her surroundings, the cut she had made to her own hand going completely unnoticed. The slow turn of her head toward the voice inched at a snail’s pace, furrowing her brows seconds later, then following the other’s gaze to her bleeding hand. “Oh, yeah. OUCH, THAT HURT.”

Narrowing his eyes at the woman who didn’t seem to be too preoccupied with her bleeding hand, Liam stepped closer towards her, towering above her thanks to the enormous height difference. “Ouch, indeed. You should disinfect it with some alcohol. How’d you do that, anyways?”

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honeyblocd:

    ❛ but… NO !  it’s a story — it needs an ending — why would you even start if you didn’t … !! ❜ DESPAIR dwells in coffee hues, voice docile & mouth pursed with a sense of disappointment. she leans close towards you, the scent of wild roses blooming along her exposed collarbone as lithe fingers tug at your sleeve persistently. ❛ c’mom, finish it — please?? ❜

Liam found himself rolling his eyes yet again as the girl begged him to continue his story. He had been telling her about the time he got lost in the woods as a kid and had come face to face with a wolf for the first time in his life. “Isn’t the ending obvious? I killed it before it could kill me. The end. Happy?”

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doctorbarrow:

“I’m a doctor, I know the effects of coffee,” Eleanor said, not unkindly. “It isn’t the drink itself that’s cancerous, it’s the temperature that can cause esophageal cancer.” She didn’t mention that she was immune to diseases such as cancer. 

“Either way,” Liam said, feeling somewhat defeated, “Your scenario is very unrealistic. And that’s not very healthy either, doc.” he said matter-of-factly with a rare chuckle. “What kind of a doctor are you?”

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ofthecurrent:

One minute Sierra was certain her face was about to hit the very hard looking pavement and the next someone hands had firmly pulled her up in a standing position. Catching her breath, she pushed some loose strands of her head behind her ears and looked up at the person who had saved her from a very embarrassing fall. She was actually just about to thank him profusely when she saw the very harsh look in his eyes and he spoke up before she got a chance to say anything. “I—I don’t know. I’m usually very cautious of that kind of thing, it just slipped my mind today. It was really nice out, I wanted to take advantage of the sun while it lasted,” she explained, not quite sure why she was defending herself to him. “Hey, I know I crashed into you, but you don’t have to be so rude.”

God, this entire conversation was painful. “That’s the lamest excuse I’ve ever heard.” Liam commented, looking at the girl like she was an alien as she poorly tried to defend herself. “You don’t have much of a thick skin, huh?” a hint of a smirk appeared on his lips, and he looked around them for a moment, thinking. “Okay, my parting advice: go to Misty Mountain and order yourself a blueberry muffin with caramel latte on the side. It’s nearby so you won’t pass out on your way there. Hopefully.”

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huntswomcn:

“Like I’ve always said, there is SOMETHING WRONG in the male side of the Monroe genetics considering you’re all fucking dumb enough to have the same profession,” Logan shrugged with a slight smirk appearing on her lips. “Still, it BENEFITS me to no end that you’re all doing that because free drinks is fucking fantastic,” a dry chuckle resonated in her throat. “See, that’s where you and I differ. You control yourself. Me, on the other hand, PUNCH FIRST and then ignore later.”

“I wasn’t the one who started it, I just sort of followed along because it’s easy when someone else has paved the path for you already.” Liam shrugged. Bartending was far from his dream job, but he was good at it and it paid the bills. Not to mention it provided the needed cover for his other job. “And it also benefits you that you have us to take you home safely after all those free drinks.” he shook his head a little, but a small smile played on his lips. “That’s fine, not all of us can be perfect.” Liam teased with a grin. “Even if it gets you into trouble sometimes, your lack of control can be useful.”