Skeleton Kids Eat Fire

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taking a hiatus from this account. some personal stuff has come up that needs my attention and between work and school, i can’t afford to maintain threads right now. thx for everyone’s love and patience. 

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Tension between the Downworld and the Shadowhunters has reached a cataclysmic level since Valentine’s return. Nobody is trusting anybody else, terrified that if they put even a toe out of line someone with more power will come bearing down on them. Someone is bound to snap. Who will fall? RP follows the end of Season 1 of Shadowhunters.

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She was completely smitten herself by his smile.  Holding onto his arm she nuzzled it.  “You’re excused.”

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“I’ve created a monster, haven’t I?” He chuckled, turning his entire attention to her. “A very frisky and well fed monster.”

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“I would love any version of you.  Good or bad.”  He rolled his eyes.  “Asking me not to be stubborn is like asking a mule that exact thing.”

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Dem clenched his jaw and looked away. He’d only ever told Callum he loved him at the height of pleasure when he had nothing to lose. “This is a fight neither of us will win. Why do you have to make this so difficult?”

“This is all I can give you and I’ve told you before to take it or leave it. Stop pushing me Callum. You know I can’t leave.” He pleaded with him. “And you can’t either. Your brother? Your friends?” He knew better than to self incriminate and verbally mention the club.

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He laughed, brushing her hair from her face.  “Limp gripped hand jobs are the best.”  He shot right back.  “You’ve yet to let me try anal on you, which I must say is rude.”  He chuckled.

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“You just signed yourself up for the most depressing sex life of your life, pal.” She chuckled, hand snaking back over his stomach. “These blankets are really soft.” So maybe her touch had surpassed his skin and had found more temporary interest in the fabric. “Go try anal on a crow. That shop’s never been opened and never will.” Belle’s hand let go of the blankets and moved back to him. “I’m perfectly fine with being rude.”

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“And I will always use that weakness against you.”  She giggled between their kisses.  “Oh?  Well, I like this idea of my husband breaking jaws over me. Very sexy.”

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“I’ve done it in the past and I’ll do it again.” There were bodies buried for the sake of her protection. 

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“It’s not our fault they didn’t pay attention when the ambulance was here, and happened to miss its departure.”  She smirked.  “Or we can always say you had to rush to the hospital for emergency surgery you needed to give help to.”

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“A slew of cleft palates just walked into the clinic.”

Kit laughed. “It’s the dumbest lie ever but I think it’ll work.”

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Amy just stared.  She expected to be hit, to be screamed at, to have to hurry away before he could do real damage that would ruin her chances of working the next couple weeks.  Instead he was…. kind… was he happy even??  “Y-Yes.”  She answered, her whole body shaking.  “I’m pregnant, Oliver, so we’ll be parents, but I understand that it’s not something you’d want, or the club would want to deal with and… and…  why are you smiling??”

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She was jammering on again but all he kept hearing was her telling him he was right and that they were going to be parents. “I’ve always wanted to be a dad.” He breathed out, still smiling at the test. 

“D-do you want to be a mom?” He asked a minute or so later realizing this couldn’t work without her. That Amy was the star of the show and regardless of whether or not this was a life long dream, if she didn’t want to go through with it, he wouldn’t hold it against her.

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“Right. Multiple decades in jail is better for me in the long run.”  He swallowed hard.  “Why are you here?”

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“That’s not what I meant.” Aaron knew there was no other time or way to tell Daniel what it was he had been sitting on for the past few weeks. “I know a guy.” His voice dropped too low for the guards on either side to hear. Anxiety still crept in making his chest tight. “I know a guy who can fix some administrative paperwork.” Aaron swallowed hard and moved his hand to his chest, a habit he’d procured whenever it was starting to get a little harder to breathe. 

“If my medical reports say I’m better than I am, your sentence will be lowered.” Aaron closed his eyes and forced himself to breathe. To better regulate the airflow coming in and to calm down. 

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She smirked.  “Gosh, you’re right, what was I thinking?”  She laughed softly, nudging his shoulder back.

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“You weren’t obviously.” Q laughed. 

“How are you doing and stuff?”

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“Oh come on, what a way to go, a literal blaze of glory.”  He patted his brothers back, albeit not as roughly as he use to.

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“Don’t baby me.” He could feel it in how he handled him, like he was made of china. How he spoke to him, guilt radiating and manifesting off Callum in its own way. “I’m still Aaron. I’m still the shithead that shaved off your left eyebrow the night before prom.”

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She laughed at his quick cover.  “And the Kennard way is obviously the best way to have a conversation.”  She teased him, drawing his hand to her lips she kissed his knuckles.  “Now, tell me, have you lightened up any on that little Carter kid?”

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“I’d never have a Kennard conversation with you.” He promised, squeezing her hand. “Swear it over the Holy book.” Malcolm knew how shitty her last relationship was and he’d never make her feel that way again. “Nope.”

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He chuckled at the slap.  “I like to live dangerously, obviously.”  He smiled.  “I cant help that my mom only had me.”

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“Actually you could’ve pestered her enough and maybe she would’ve caved.” Mallorie shot back with a smirk. “C’mon Mr. Astrophysicist. Make a time machine and get a brother.”

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She sighed and patted her brother’s shoulder.  “From what I’ve seen of him, I highly doubt he’s going to leave her broke and loveless.  He’s too far up her ass to do that.”

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“Guys are assholes, Issy.”

“He’s up her ass now but what about after they...do things? I don’t want her to get hurt.” Malcolm frowned and closed out of the app.

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“Because most of my students are here to get an elective out of the way and figured History would be easy and then got fucked in the ass taking on my class.  You have actually tried this whole year, so I would obviously be more inclined to have concern from a decent student.”

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“I’m undeclared so I have to take everything seriously to see if it’s worth chasing after.” That’d essentially been his motto in life anyhow. 

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“Your lookings?  What are you looking for, Blondie?”

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“Girl’s gotta lotta time to search in rehab, Benjamin.” She shrugged. 

“I already said I can’t say.” Just as she was about to explain further she heard the familiar sound of brakes releasing and a gust of wind blew her hair every which way. “You made me miss my bus.” She accused, walls shooting right back up.

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Marx just laughed.  “I will pick different colors then.  How’s yellow and purple?”

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“I will end you, Marx Hunter Kennard.” Nikolai snarled, pushing himself away from the opposite side of the table and shutting the book of color swatches. Laughing, he draped his arms over Marx’s shoulders and leaned his chin on his left.”What does it matter, the colors, if we’re just going to end up naked anyways?”