dust & shadows.

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[skyeherondale]

MADISON LAWRENCE.

“well, if it’s any consolation to you – i wasn’t doing anything extreme during my training. just lifting weights, ‘cause… you know, these puppies…” madison trailed off, rolling up the sleeve of her shirt to flex her arm muscles before she erupted into a fit of laughter, “—… won’t exactly upkeep themselves without that.” yes, she was aware that she sounded like every other, full of themselves craig that could easily be found at the gym taking pictures of himself at the mirror, but that was… just mattie being, well… mattie, in her full glory. “i… really don’t think this is a good idea — the last time i’ve tried to read something you’ve recommended to me, i ended up on the other side of the town, on the roof, with my feet dangling off the edge. i can’t really sit in one place for too long, and you know it, cloud.”

      “  you know,  ”  skye began, putting her book aside to give her full attention to her friend. (  not that she needed attention, though       it was clear that she was able to get it from anywhere but, yeah, that wasn’t exactly the point.  )  “  i’m seriously reconsidering our friendship right now. like, can you give me at least one reason to not walk away from this room ?  ”  she asked, clearly joking.  “  the books i recommend you are great and entertaining enough to sit in one place for too long       it’s not my fault that you’re pretty much hyperactive, mattie.  ”  she teased, resisting the urge of rolling her eyes at the nickname.

[westallensiris]

dc ladies appreciation → 1/100

[skyeherondale]

QUILL WALLACE.

he’s known for a long time that skye’s mother doesn’t particularly like him — from the moment they first met, really — and he’s always wondered if it should bother him more. after all, her daughter is one of the most important people in his life and always will be. on the other hand, something else he’s known for a long time is that not everyone has good taste. “so…” quill followed his parabatai’s lead and leaned against the wall beside her. “…she wants you back in london swearing a solemn vow to never see me again and then she’ll be happy?”

        “  possibly,  ” skye said in response, lips curving up into a slight smile      jokes aside, the shadowhunter knew that if she had to make a choice between her parabatai and her mother... well, the answer was standing right beside her. and she didn’t feel bad about that      unlike her mom who picked all the wrong things all her life, skye’s decisions didn’t tend to be regrettable. most of the times.  “  you know, she’d be even happier if you just bowed to her. and hey, maybe telling her that she’s prettier than you might work, too.  ”

[skyeherondale]

TROY BLACKTHORNE.

      “thank you,” troy murmurs as he flicks the cap off his water bottle. he then swallows down a few gulps before replacing the cap once more. he feels like he should be more positive than his half asses reply displayed but the lack of breath in his lungs fail to motivate such a response. “— skye,” he repeats the name, nodding a little. it’s noted that she doesn’t reference what the hell it is that everyone keeps throwing him and he honestly appreciates it. “uhm… sure,” he hesitates before taking a step closer. he was told to make more of an effort to intergrate with the wilshire shadowhunters and this was a start, right? at least, he hopes it is. staying outwith his comfort zone is definitely proving to be difficult.

      skye blew the hair out of her face after grabbing her stele, focusing her gaze on the other shadowhunter’s arm. the tip of the stele touched his silky skin in order to draw the rune         however, that was not what caused skye to pause for a moment. it was the sudden feeling of déjà vu as soon as her fingers accidentally brushed against his skin       like she did this before. of course she drew an iratze before    but for him ? not really, today was the first time she was seeing the boy, after all.  “  so, troy      sorry if i was being hard on you. i’m not having the best day.  ”  she began while drawing the rune, in order to avoid her thoughts.  “  by the way, how long have you been in los angeles ? i don’t remember having someone named troy around the institute when i was a kid.  ”

[iriswestallengifs]

[fyeahgrantgust]

[skyeherondale]

fyeahgrantgust:

height difference

@blxckthornes​

[skyeherondale]

☎ & ☯

              ☎ hugging them !!  

         “  quill ? what was that for ?  ”  of course, he didn’t need a reason to randomly hug his parabatai. but skye knew quill      she knew he wasn’t a random-hugger type of person.  “  i’m here.  ”  she finally whispered, words soothing       suddenly, the shadowhunter wanted nothing but her brother to feel better.  “  you can explain it when you’re ready to. i’m here.  ”

            ☯ coming home late !!

        “  so !  ”  skye opened the lights as soon as the shadowhunter stepped in the house, making it clear to see her absurdly cheerful smile.  “  how was the date ?  ”

[skyeherondale]

Send one for a fluffy starter!

Can be used for ships or platonic relationships!

❤️ my muse kisses yours on the cheek

👄 your muse kisses mine on the cheek

🔥 our muses cuddle in front of a fireplace

🍴 my muse cooks/bakes something for your muse

🍽 your muse cooks/bakes something for my muse

✋ my muse plays with your muse's hair

🖐 your muse plays with my muse's hair

🚗 our muses go out somewhere together

👀 my muse falls asleep curled up next to yours

👁 your muse falls asleep curled up next to mine

🐶 our muses buy a pet together

⭐️ our muses go stargazing together

[skyeherondale]

         new tags, please ignore !

[alinok]

He is a part of me.

[skyeherondale]

@quillwallace

[skyeherondale]

QUILL.

quill laughed triumphantly as he bested his parabatai, skye shrinking away disdainfully to avoid contact with his sweaty hand. ( sure, they were technically closer than family, but sometimes and in some ways quill acted very much like the annoying little brother she never had. after all, it was something he excelled in like no one else. ) “any particular reason she’s so adamant about you returning to england?” wondered quill, “or will we merely be writing this off as aaliyah herondale’s whim of the week?” not that skye’s mother was an especially fickle shadowhunter or anything — quill just enjoys joking about the woman like he does everyone else.

        “  apparently she doesn’t like it when i’m away, she says the family is not complete.  ”  skye said in response, leaning her back against the wall as she talked. her mother was obsessed with family      which, caused her to be a possessive person who made wrong choices lots of the time. don’t get her wrong      she liked her mother. but she hated her attitude.  “  plus, she doesn’t like that i’m here with you. guess she just forgot what a parabatai is      what a shame.  ”  she planned to keep this to herself at first    but that was impossible. she’d never lie to quill or keep things from him.

[skyeherondale]

JESSE.

     ❝ lock me up for saying i’m good at drinking? that’s not exactly breaking the law, honey. maybe if i drank and drove, drank and robbed a bank, drank and peed on public property- but adding it to my skills section of my c.v will just land me without a job. ❞ jesse reaches forward and steals a cracker. ❝ you seriously don’t know much about the mundane side of things, huh? ❞

         “  i’d rather not to,  ”  skye commented, resisting the urge of rolling her eyes as the other took one of her crackers.  “  i won’t need any kind of information about mundanes in my life anyway.  ”

[skyeherondale]

MATTIE.

for a second there, mattie regrets ever speaking up, but then… she remembers that she wouldn’t be herself if she didn’t try to fill in the silence with the sound of her voice; being quiet was overrated, anyways. “— yeah, and i rode it off to the sunset, declaring the love for my girlfriend from the top of my god-damn lungs… — no, it’s the title of a song that, i suppose, is quite iconic for mundanes,” she sort-of explained, acting as if it was the most obvious thing in the entire world. “filled with euphemisms relating to the act of love-making. not the greatest one to listen to when you’re deadlifting, really.”

         quite iconic. a song named... pony ? skye doubted that she was ever going to understand mundanes      or the shadowhunters that were highly interested in their culture.  “  you know, maybe, you should stop listening to songs while you’re training.  ”  skye suggested. ( in a hopeless effort, of course. since she knew mattie, and she knew that was not going to happen. ) raising the book she was holding, she continued.  “  you can try to read during breaks instead.  ”

[skyeherondale]

MATTIE.

“i’ve been working out with my discover weekly playlist on spotify and after a long session with one hit wonders and metallica…” madison trailed off, hiding her face in both of her hands for a moment, or two, “— ‘pony’ came on and it has been stuck in my head for hours, and i am slowly getting convinced that i might lose my shit in any time soon…” // @skyeherondale

      skye has been doing a wonderful job at not paying too much attention to mattie’s words since she knew most of them belonged to mundane culture, but, she couldn’t help but raise her head from the book she was reading with her next words.  “  wait, so, like       a pony appeared in the room ?  ”

[skyeherondale]

QUILL.

“this is sweat.” playfully quill wiped the coating of it from his face then reached out as if attempting to smear it all over skye. “not tears. you’d be able to tell the difference if you trained a bit more seriously.” the moment they resumed sparring his teasing grin faded and eventually he commented on the thing she’d been thinking about. “we’ve been assigned to wilshire.”

       “  don’t be shy, i won’t tell anyone that i made you cry, don’t worry.  ”  skye replied jokingly       however, she couldn’t continue her words since she was too busy with stepping back as quill reached out to her with his sweaty face.  “  okay, never thought i’d say that but it’s honestly the time for us to put a distance between us, ‘lex.        also, please. i train very, very seriously. unlike some other person      you know, you might know him. i heard that you deeply adore him.  ”  she said in a sarcastic tone.  “  i know. but she’s stubborn, she wants me to find a way. she thinks i’ll stay here forever      which is, y’know, exactly my plan for now.  ”

[skyeherondale]

TROY.

TIME SKIP !!

      the sparring, while unpredictable, was quite evenly matched. the longer they sparred the more troy learned about her preferred methods and stances and the faster he would react to her movements. still, the same could be said for her and, after an hour or so of concentrated fighting, troy calls time when he feels hot liquid start to seep down his cheek. “good strike,” he says as he touches the wound with a thumb to check how bad it is - nothing a quick iratze can’t fix, that’s for sure. “i’m troy, by the way,” he says as he walks over to the bench to retrieve his stele. he has just realised that he didn’t answer her question before they had started to spar. “troy blackthorne.”

         skye nodded her head at the compliment as a silent thank you.  “  well     you weren’t bad, either,  ”  she replied jokingly. the brunette had to admit that she was obviously not the best shadowhunter, but still, she wasn’t expecting them to be even      that left her impressed by the boy.  “  skye,  ”  she said in response, a slight smile forming on her scarlet lips.  “  skye herondale.      do you need me to draw an iratze on that ?  ”   

[skyeherondale]

TROY.

      “oh…” troy turns to give her his full attention. while he has been living at the institute for a while now he is yet to memorise and get to know it’s inhabitants. the name of the dark haired female escapes him yet he vaguely recalls seeing her around on occasion – not that he would have approached however, troy likes to keep to himself most days. when the dagger is thrown his way, the shadowhunter swipes it from the air and spins it around until it comfortably resting in his palm. “i can do that.”

      “  great,  ”  skye replied, throwing her leather jacket to the floor     it’s not like she needed a leather jacket in los angeles. especially in april. but she just didn’t feel complete without it.  “  what’s your name ?  ”  she asked, noticing that she didn’t even know the boy’s name yet, even though she kept seeing him around the institute.      however, without even waiting for the answer, skye held her dagger tight and feinted forward, expecting him to block her strike.