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𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙲 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙳 , 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼'𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙷𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 . INDIE & PRIVATE , MUTUALS ONLY . mature and triggering material may appear on this blog. written by mars, 25, he/him/his.
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I just saw another post on here that had these, but they also mentioned “passing” and to me, passing is a thing that doesn’t exist. You may want to look more femme or more masc, but being transgender doesn’t mean you suddenly don’t look your authentic self, the self you’ve discovered, the self you feel comfortable in. Who decides what is passing and what is not? In my experience as a non-binary individual, (and I can only speak on my experience), the idea of passing is a toxic box that transgender and gender non-conforming people are put into on top of dysphoria they may already feel. So I tried to make some more pleasant and uplifting ones for those who need a smile today. I hope it works. Because I see you, I am your ally, I am one of you, I think you’re doing fucking amazing sweetie. 🏳️⚧️
@randlls , “ if i can still breathe, i’m fine. “
crimson stains tips of fingers that had brushed against the werewolf’s side. worry intensifies while ocean hues stare at the blood. these terrors they were up against weren’t like the normal things that go bump in the night. valentine was controlling greater demons and other evils that packed a far mightier punch than lowly ravener demons. he had personally almost lost his own life after taking in demonic venom to the bloodstream. like hell was he going to let that happen to someone else. especially someone who was an ally and entrusted into his care by the rest of the other’s pack. “ hey! SLOW DOWN , NOW. “ hand encloses around randall’s arm before he can get too far out of reach. “ listen to me, you’ll be no use to me or to your pack dead. if you keep going like this and venom has gotten into your blood.. you won’t be walking in a few minutes. do you understand me? i need to look at that and we can’t do that here. “ the nephilim only lets go when he thinks that the other won’t try to dart away. not that he would get very far, but alec would rather not have to endure the chase. “ i’ll call jace and have him follow the trail the rest of the way. we can go back to the institute or is there somewhere closer nearby? “
You’re ready to talk about real stuff. That’s great.
@trescharmant , “ no one made me. i made me. “
there was a lot to admire about philippe de lorraine. the way he seemed to COMMAND A ROOM being among them. it was the first thing alec had noticed about him. all eyes had gravitated towards the blonde designer moments before they first met, his own gaze following suit and unable to waver. at the time it seemed a miracle that alec was the face philippe chose amongst a crowd. they haven’t known each other long and yet he cannot already imagine life without the other in it, in any capacity. friend, lover, perhaps more. their relationship still evolving with alec eager to see where it will end up.
the party of one of philippe’s designer friends continues inside, whilst they have made their way out onto a balcony. conversation between them far easier than it was with anyone else. words fall like breath. if the other requested that alec lay his soul bare, he would. it was both exhilarating and terrifying knowing what power philippe was gaining over him. things were light and flirtatious for awhile. their fingertips ending up intertwined between sentences. then the conversation took a turn towards something more serious. FAMILY & PERSONAL HISTORY [ ... ] the lightwoods were anything but perfect, but alec knew his family would always have his back. even through the rough patches. when asked about his family, it didn’t seem like philippe shared that same sentiment.
the question already lingers in the air. it was too late to take it back, but he wishes that he could. maybe this was all too soon? perhaps they should keep things between them light. maybe this would never go BEYOND FLIRTATION, even if he wanted it to. alec is patient and when answer is given, doesn’t even think to push for elaboration. it wasn’t his business, right? “ i’m sorry i shouldn’t have asked. “ the hand that doesn’t continue to hold onto philippe’s runs through raven locks, shaking his hair nervously. “ that is one of the things that i admire and noticed about you. your strength. not everyone has it. and, you know, i like who you are. who you’ve made yourself to be. a lot. “
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she hadn’t fully thought it through. she had acted on impulse to try to keep the people she loved safe without any thought to the danger that could be waiting for her. the gemini froze at his tone. ❝ i didn’t want anyone else to get hurt. it could have hurt other people. ❞ eyes stare at his arm attempting to ignore the guilt that was growing. she thought that she could deal with it on her own. ❝ my dad wouldn’t notice unless someone told him. ❞ he was always distracted and it seemed like most of the time far to busy to even know what was going on with her or her twin. ❝ i don’t know. ❞ a lie, one that was quiet obvious to anyone who knew her. the monster had said someone right as she was about to cast her spell. it had been about her family, and she just like that she had stopped saying the spell. if it weren’t for the teacher she would have gotten a serious injury.
her soul is like a mirror of himself . they both possess a self sacrificing nature, putting the needs of others before themselves every time. THIS WAS BOTH A CURSE & A BLESSING. a sigh falls from his lips. “ look, you can handle yourself. i have no doubts about that. i’m not surprised you got in as many hits as you did, but you shouldn’t have taken this on all BY YOURSELF . even i try to never face monsters or demons without a team. “ his own gaze looks to the wound that begins to close, thinking of jace. his parabatai would feel the phantom wound and wonder what trouble alec has gotten into. there were several times when he wondered the same the other way around. it wouldn’t be long before his phone would start buzzing, the caller id reading : JACE HERONDALE. the separation hadn’t been easy on either, but this is where alec needed and wanted to be. “ i doubt that’s true. “ expression softens and eyebrows unfurrow when he hears of her opinion on her father. “ he cares about you. YOU & LIZZIE. he would be devastated if something happened to you. “ this was something also relatable. not knowing if a parent cared more about their work or their children. he’s questioned both of his parent’s love in that way before. mouth pulls in a frown, a pit growing in the bottom of his stomach. he has a suspicion she’s not telling the entire truth but pushing the matter seemed pointless. “ very well ... don’t tell me. let’s get out of here and get you cleaned up. i need to check if you might have gotten any injuries as well. are you feeling alright? “
jeremy gilbert ,
A faint crease appears between Jeremy’s eyebrows at the reaction he gets from the other male, but even he has to admit that it’s sort of endearing in a great way, the flush spreading over the shadowhunter’s cheeks. “You wouldn’t know?” he hums, head cocking to the side a touch as he takes a small step closer, hum forming in the back of his throat as he does. “I mean- I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who just didn’t know. Maybe some who didn’t have a preference, but none that didn’t… know.” Though, he supposes that he shouldn’t really be surprised, considering how flushed Alec had gotten at just the mere mention of sex. He knows that he shouldn’t tease, but there’s a large part of him that can’t resist the temptation, his eyes flicking over the other’s face as he speaks next. “If you ever want to figure it out, I’m always around. I have, what the kids call, Big Bottom Energy, so I can really only offer the opportunity to rule out being a top or decide you like it, but… Better than nothing.” His grin grows wider as he speaks, straightening up just a touch before he’s shrugging his shoulders. “Just a thought. No pressure.”
the atmosphere seems to burn ten degrees hotter as the conversation continues down its suggestive route. this gets any worse and he might just pass out from overheating. it wasn’t like alec never thought about sex or made a vow for celibacy. it’s just he’s never really talked about it in great lengths with anyone. there were always more pressing matters and he could not have been entirely truthful about what he wanted with anyone prior to declaring his sexual identity to everyone. arms cross against his chest, creating AN UNCONCIOUS BARRIER as jeremy steps forward with teasing statements let loose on his tongue. that is expected. perhaps he even invited it with his question.
“ ok, fine. i might have ... a suspicion. “ again, it was just never something said out loud. blue hues travel towards other’s lips, beginning to get lost in the way that they form words instead of the words that spill out of them. muscles tense in his arms for a moment when he thinks that perhaps jeremy had misspoke. eyes flick back up to meet his, looking for REGRET OR MOCKERY. neither were apparent within the hunter’s gaze. that puts the shadowhunter more at ease and gives him a boost of confidence. “ so, you’re offering yourself up for me to experiment on and figure this out? “ arms uncross, a small teasing smirk appearing on his lips. “ how kind of you. “
the heat he had been feeling doesn’t disappear , but it’s less now from embarrassment. “ i do. “ bottom lip is taken between top teeth, “ i do want to figure it out, with you. “ he reaches forward and hooks a tentative finger into one of jeremy’s belt loops, slowly guiding the hunter so that the space between them becomes minimal. head is tilted downward slightly, his lips hovering over the other’s but not fully connecting just yet, simply brushing against them. “ mmm... but don’t you have a class right now, mr. gilbert? we’ll have to wait until later. “
❥ 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 , 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 .
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❛ fight because you don’t know how to die quietly . ❜ ❛ i’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees . ❜ ❛ i’ll get over it , i just gotta be dramatic first . ❜ ❛ you don’t get to be surprised that nobody gives a fuck about you after you’ve worked so hard to alienate the entire world . ❜ ❛ i wouldn’t be like this if i knew how to not be like this , okay ? ❜ ❛ i had to fight like hell and fighting like hell made me what i am . ❜ ❛ i will be brutal . ❜ ❛ i don’t want to be soft anymore . i want to be bloody knuckles and glass shards and i want people to be afraid of hurting me . ❜ ❛ bring them to their knees . head bowed and fists bleeding — make them repent . ❜ ❛ is this what i get for loving a god ? ❜ ❛ you’re a weapon ; and weapons don’t weep . ❜ ❛ i’ll survive . somehow i always do . ❜ ❛ the things that used to make me cry just make my hands shake and my eyes blank . ❜ ❛ i’ve begun to understand why god died . ❜ ❛ i speak violence . ❜ ❛ it’s not my fault i have my father’s eyes . ❜ ❛ judge if you want , we are all going to die . i intend to deserve it . ❜ ❛ i need to kill you . ❜ ❛ i will continue to watch you rot . ❜ ❛ i wasn’t born to be soft and quiet . i was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips . ❜ ❛ you’re not a nice person , are you ? ❜ ❛ when i punched you . that was when i first felt something for you . ❜ ❛ if you don’t terrify people a little bit then what’s the point ? ❜ ❛ i could tear you apart if i wanted . ❜ ❛ do not tell me what i can and cannot do . ❜ ❛ i can and i will . watch me . ❜ ❛ no one made me . i made me . ❜ ❛ take a breath , spit out the blood in your mouth , and get back up on your feet . you still got a couple motherfuckers to prove wrong . ❜ ❛ here’s what i know ; i will die only by my own hand . ❜ ❛ i’m everything you can’t control . ❜ ❛ i am violent , and bitter , and ugly inside and out . ❜ ❛ i am being perfectly fucking civil . ❜ ❛ goddamn right , you should be scared of me . ❜ ❛ you are losing my interest , and that is very dangerous . ❜ ❛ if i can still breathe , i’m fine . ❜ ❛ i will do what it takes to survive . ❜ ❛ if karma doesn’t hit you , i fucking will . ❜ ❛ don’t be sorry . i trusted you , my fault not yours . ❜ ❛ i wonder if life smokes after it fucks me . ❜ ❛ i don’t have to prove shit to you . ❜ ❛ i’m not tearing down my walls for anyone again . you want to know what’s inside ? climb . ❜ ❛ i am mine . before i am ever anyone else’s . ❜
“ i wouldn’t show up here like this if it wasn’t ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY . “ the weight of the unconscious mundane in his arms becoming heavier by the second , especially when paired with the stinging of the wound that is still open on right arm. “ look , DON’T FREAK OUT . they weren’t harmed. just passed out. i need to know if they saw anything and ... well , you’re the only mundane i know. “ it would be better if the clave was kept out of this , but the other didn’t need to know he was breaking rules by being here. “ is there somewhere i can lay them? they’re heavier than they look. “
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’ 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝙼, 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚈𝙾𝚄? ‘ maryse had asked when sending jace off to find his parabatai —— not that he wasn’t planning on finding alec prior to the woman’s request, anyway. stepping into the bar, jace ignores any looks [ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐄 ] and calmly makes his way towards raven-haired nephilim, the sight of 𝙰 𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙲 never ceasing to amuse him. he doesn’t roll his eyes or demonstrate any sort of annoyance in response to alec’s words, instead 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤 and places a hand on parabatai’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze and taking a seat beside him. “ 𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚂, i’m actually here for you. “ lifting two fingers to get the bartender’s attention, jace orders his drink with a ‘please’ and a ‘thank you’ before golden gaze finds alec once more, studying his features. who is he to give the other a lecture on proper behavior? if maryse expects him to 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐂 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐑, she might have chosen the wrong person —— he happens to think his parabatai deserves some time to relax, as long as he doesn’t push it. “ so, “ jace starts once both their drinks arrive. “ what are we drinking about? “
𝙿𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰 𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 ; calling on how irresponsible this was and how he should SOBER UP and head home now. it never comes and , given who it was that’s approached him , perhaps this should have been expected. not because of the reputation that jace has built , but because his parabatai GETS IT. they’re both so entangled that one’s emotions can become the other’s and vice versa. at one time alec was afraid of being on display. now he knows that those INSECURITIES & FEARS were just that there was no truth to them. “ picking me over your book club , i’m truly flattered. “ it was a foolish dig. something that he regrets once it leaves loose lips , but he can’t exactly shove words back into his mouth the way he can alcohol. fingers curl around the glass once it’s provided for him and begins to lift it towards his lips. hand stops mid air when jace asks A DREADED QUESTION . it’s almost as bad as , what’s wrong? “ can’t i just drink without there being a problem? “ shoulders shrug and a faux smile appears. it’s one that he knows the other will see right through and still he tries to get away with it. “ hm , “ he hums as gaze falls to the drink in his hand. the alcohol is swirled around as coherent thoughts attempt to form through the haze. “ let’s drink to doing what we want , even if it makes you A DISAPPOINTMENT . “ glass is brought over to ( clink ! ) against his parabatai’s glass and then contents nearly downed in one swig. expression contorts once the bad taste and burn hits the back of his throat. “ ah ... i don’t know why i don’t do this more often. this taste so great. “
𝙳𝙰𝚈𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚂; a solace to soul he could never have anticipated, a quiet calm to the chaos he is made up of. It’s oh so comfortable, he’s oh so content and even when teases are the first thing to leave his tongue, it’s done with a familiar ease that belongs to them - only them. Rivalry is no longer a rift between them, but a game, and like the devil he delights in playing. “ Oh yes you do - and I thought I was the CHATTY one. ” Murmured in a voice still thick and heavy with drowsiness, yet tinged with mirth as he cracks an eye open. “ Naturally you were talking about me and my roguish good looks — it was very FLATTERING. ” Comfort and assurance are still vastly unknown territory to him, but he hopes - perhaps foolishly - that humour will cushion the revelation of torment uttered during night time hours. Pleased hum leaves him when the nephilim inches closer, proximity and body warmth always CRAVED whenever they are together. Fingers find their way into raven locks, brushing them from lover’s forehead before settling as he offers up an answer of a more serious nature. “ You said something about blood on your hands… and demons. I think you were having a nightmare. ”
𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝙴𝙻 , mornings when mind is still in a sleepy haze , wrapped up in only the other , and no pressures of the day leeching onto him. alec would not be able to deny that if anyone tried to STEAL this away , that he wouldn’t fight TOOTH & NAIL for it. there was a time when he convinced himself that this between them would be temporary. something would come up to ruin it. now , he finds himself thinking that this might actually be able to GO ON for as long as they both wanted. an amused scoff leaves the shadowhunter’s lips. “ naturally. i mean what else could i have to talk about? your good looks are my every waking and unconscious thought. “ eyes roll to the heavens before deciding to explore the handsome countenance they spoke of. in here , their own personal refuge , he didn’t have to hide his appreciation. it would be TOO DIFFICULT to do so anyway with the other being so close. fingertips to his hair bring a gentle smile to his face that only falters at other’s words. “ oh ... “ nights were filled with both LITERAL & FIGURATIVE demons. sometimes it became overwhelming , because although the grace of heaven ran through his veins , he was also half mortal. mistakes have been made. the biggest and most recent being that of jocelyn fray. “ it wasn’t just a nightmare ... “ he begins to make absentminded circles with his fingertips along the heretic’s back , gaze falling heavy with guilt. “ i was remembering when i when someone died on my watch. “
childhood best friends slash roommates who get immensely drunk one night and have sex and then just continue to keep doing it because that’s the only way they think they can have each other. spoiler: they’re both in love with each other and have been for years, but don’t wanna say shit about it because they’re afraid of losing each other. cue angst.
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