the black sheep.

[johnsonandcoulson]

[samrosewain]

❝How do you show fish affection?❞ / ❝Easy, there. Try to sit up.❞ ( enzo )

      “  aaalrighty, boss.  ”  sam replied, taking the bottle away from enzo.  “  no more drinks for you tonight. do you need a cab ? coffee ? maybe some dignity ?  ”

    “  UGH       if you ever let me drink this much again... wait, do i need to pay for those drinks ???  ” @enzomcrelli

[samrosewain]

[text] You don’t need this shit. // [text] I’m only saying it because I care about you.

( ✉ → shadow?bro?? ):  well, i’ve dealt with that shit literally all my life.( ✉ → shadow?bro?? ):  don’t worry, i’m used to it.( ✉ → shadow?bro?? ):  anyways, enough about me! how was your DATE???

( ✉ → shadow?bro?? ):  i KNOW!( ✉ → shadow?bro?? ):  and i really appreciate that.( ✉ → shadow?bro?? ):  but i honestly don’t think the spiders in here are going to eat me alive... oh hey, maybe they just take one bite and i turn into spider-woman. now that would be cool. 

[samrosewain]

LEONARD BARTHOLOMEW WALLACE.

     “ look who the cat dragged in, ” leo began, walking towards the familiar female he had spotted in the dark. a genuine smile appearing on his face, leo tilted his head to the side, coming to a stop before her. “ it’s been a while, yes ? ”

     “  definitely,  ”  the brunette spoke with a slight, yet genuine smile on her face, walking towards the man she cared deeply about and wrapping her arms around him.  “  you guys have been quite busy lately, i didn’t want to visit and disturb you,  ”  she continued     it felt weird to accept shadowhunters as another species, even though it’s been almost three years since she was turned.  “  not that i could easily visit the institute anyway,  ”  the one that’s stopping her, of course, wasn’t the shadowhunters      it was her mom.

[quakeintheskye]

[quakeintheskye]

[theoriginals-gifs]

[alcricsarchive]

@samrosewain

[samrosewain]

TALLULAH RAMIREZ.

despite the wave of worry and anger that ran through her, tallulah managed to soften, just a bit, as she stood in front of a familiar face.  ‘  are you okay ?  ’  she cooed, her eyes shifting up and down to inspect for injuries.

     sam slowly stood up, grimacing a little due to the bruises she received. still, she was sure that it wasn’t anything serious.  “  i’m good,  ”  the werewolf quickly nodded her head, concern covering her features.  “  what about you ? the others ?  ”  she asked, obviously meaning the pack.  “  are they okay ?  ”

@talwolf

[samrosewain]

FRANKIE GONZALES.

     frankie lies on his back on his front porch, the decorations for sophia’s own personal ball still hang everywhere. he’s still in his suit though he has kicked off his shoes, unbuttoned his shirt, and his jacket… he doesn’t know where that is. sophia is sound asleep upstairs while her father swigs from his whiskey bottle on the porch. drunk. alone. unable to sleep. three things most consistent in his life.      after taking another swig, he catches the sound of footsteps. he lazily opens one eye before closing it again. sam. maybe he wasn’t so alone after all. ❝ just warning you now- i’m not sharing my whiskey. but you can raid my fridge for a beer. ❞ @samrosewain

      the ball ended as expected       at least, as what sam expected. the werewolf didn’t know why people were insistent on throwing parties ( or why she was still insistent on attending them ) when the war was so close, literally knocking on their doors, asking them to let it in. luckily, sam wasn’t as hurt as many others      just a few bruises that didn’t seem too serious, she figured they’d heal in a few hours anyway due to her werewolf-healing-abilities. after making sure that everyone was okay, there was one other person that was concerning her      a person that she couldn’t see at the ball.          finally arriving at his house and catching a glimpse of his figure, sam let out a small sigh. she could smell the alcohol right from there. the werewolf walked closer to the seemingly wasted man, arms crossed over her chest as she looked down at him.  “  noted. wanna talk about why you look like a complete mess, old man ?  ”

@frankiegonzales

[youandmeunthinkable]

This is the way the world ends…

[samrosewain]

BENJAMIN CALANOC.

“you’re lookin’ more scruffy than usual today.” the playful remark accompanied a ruffle of sam’s hair as ben shuffled over and slid into the seat across from her. folded hands falling restlessly onto the table, his expression softened though it was still fraught with concern. “you okay?”

        sam turned her head a little to face ben, a slight sigh escaping from her lips. it was ben      there was no point of hiding stuff from him.  “  if the war between downworlders and shadowhunters that everyone is predicting happens i might have to fight against some of my friends and my siblings, i still need to find an extra job since it’s getting harder and harder to pay my rent and i don’t know what to say to thea, and i saw my ex who turned into a vampire      he definitely hates me, by the way. so... never been better.  ”

[youandmeunthinkable]

- Fortesa Latifi

[anniehathaway-deactivated202008]

#character development

[samrosewain]

ALARIC BROOKS.

       hands ball into fists at his sides, teeth gritting as he forces himself to remain in control. he wants to shake her, to yell and scream and make her explain herself. because this isn’t fair, this isn’t right. “then tell me !!” he shouts, ocean hues pleading. his voice carries, enough that other customers turn to look at their interaction, but he can’t put a lid back on this bottle. “tell me what i don’t know. because i can’t keep up with this, whatever game you’re playing i don’t want to be a part of. you left, you married him. and now you’re what ?? expecting that sorry will fix everything ??” he shakes his head violently, fangs threatening to expose themselves at the chaos raging through his mind. closing his eyes, he tries to calm himself. seeing her is like ripping open freshly healed wounds; octavia had stitched him back together but he was still raw from the marks she’d left. and now the girl he’d first loved was back and tearing him apart inside all over again. “if there’s something i don’t know…if there’s more to this then tell me.” his voice cracks, heavy lidded eyes opening but unable to meet hers. “tell me the truth sam. or stay the hell away from me.” 

       “  i CAN’T !!  ”  the werewolf shouted back instead of taking a step backward, or trying to soothe him. everything       e v e r y t h i n g was already too much for her, and it was impossible to stay calm during this conversation      especially because of her wolf nature.  “  i told you, i’m not expecting ANYTHING from you, ric ! i’m not expecting things to turn back to normal, i’m not expecting you to love me again, i’m not expecting a sorry to fix what i ruined      i’m just     ”  before finishing her words, sam looked around, checking if there was anyone covered with runes in the diner. not seeing any, she turned her glance back to alaric. ( even though it physically hurt her to look at him. it hurt her whole body, and it hurt her soul. her heart. )  “  i’m just trying to protect you.  ”  sam continued in a lower tone.  stay the hell away from me. that’s exactly what she was doing. that’s exactly what she had to continue doing. but by the angel, it was hard. alaric wasn’t just the person she fell in love with      he was also her best friend. and forced or not, her actions, caused sam to lose him forever. “  that’s all i can tell you.  ”

[samrosewain]

WILLIAM CULLEN.

“Yeah, I remember that very well.” William smiled, seeing a slight smile on Sam’s face. “You want to get some milkshakes? I know a place.”

    the werewolf’s smile grew wider with william’s words.  “  well, how can i ever say no to milkshakes ? that’d be great.  ”

[samrosewain]

LUCA COLLINSWORTH.

       she was persistent, he had to give her that. and fairly intuitive given his current situation. but it was a risk, a very stupid risk to talk to her about this. yet he wanted to. there was an openness to her expression, inviting confession as if she might somehow be able to absolve him of his mistakes. “i haven’t done anything, not exactly. besides act like an asshole to someone that doesn’t deserve it.” he grimaces, raising the glass to his lips. the twist of frustration in his stomach leads him to drain the contents, one hand held up in a gesture to the bartender for a refill. “well sam rosewain-” the shadowhunter shrugs, wry laugh escaping him. “i’m luca. since we’re not strangers anymore, it looks like it’s my round.”

    the werewolf nodded her head at his words     even if she didn’t get that from his tone, his facial expressions were enough to understand that he was not quite the fan of his previous actions toward that person.  “  did you try to talk to them afterwards ?  ”  sam asked, her tone was curious rather than accusatory.  “      lovely to meet you, luca.  ”  she nodded her head in agreement at his next words, lips twitching toward a smile despite the conversation they were having.

[quakeintheskye]