#ask:tessa

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 “🌹” - Will and Jem to Tessa

@parallellives || for a beautiful muse

“With your gorgeous violet eyes– and you, my fairytale prince,” she gently caressed both males’ cheek as she looked from startling violet blue to beautiful dark brown ones which had once been equally gorgeous silvery grey– and back, allowing warmth to spread throughout her entire body. 

“No beauty could ever compare to that of my loves. You are two halves of one soul– even now, and I could not love one without another, nor could I admire the beauty of one without acknowledging the perfection of the other. You are in every way my ideal and far more than I ever could have hoped for.” 

Blushing furiously, she smiled as she cast her eyes down from them. Tessa had never believed herself to be particularly beautiful, and yet, these two perfect creatures found her to be appealing. It was more than she deserved. “I am glad you think of me in such a way for my heart would not know this happiness otherwise. For that I am truly grateful. I love you.” 

Pressing her lips gently to her husband’s, she slowly allowed her hand to fall free from Jem’s face. Tessa could still feel the phantom sensation of the runes which marred his cheek drawing patterns on her own skin, yet she did not acknowledge it further. She would never truly allow herself to see him as anything different than her Jem. 

[in-my-soul-arch]

"I must confess that robes were far more cozy in comparison to...this." He gestured to the wardrobe she selected for him. "I reckon this was chosen for nostalgia's sake?" - Jem to Tessa, modern times!

"Nostalgia is not what I feel when I see you in such attire, Jem, but I did hope you would feel more comfortable wearing something which reminded you of the time before." She did not need to specify before when. He would know.

[in-my-soul-arch]

"They're out there, Tess, watching me. They see everything." - Will, xoxo

"Those mallards are not watching you, my love. Can we merely eat our sconces and sit here calmly without involving the poor birds this time?"

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‘ i’ll love you till my dying days. And even then, I shall not stop. ‘ - Will to Tess

some meme | @parallellives

“I know, my love. As I love you for all eternity as well,”

 Whispering to break the silence in the darkened library, she moved close enough for there to be no distance and as the brunette pressed her lips against his, she added, “This I vow.” 

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"I hope you are aware that my tattoo is privileged information." - Will

“Privileged?” she questioned, suppressing laughter at his expression of indignation. “You are aware you have lost any privilege when Magnus found us and undoubtedly shared the tale with many others.”

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♦ - Will

@parallellives | first word

“Tattoo”

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♦ - Jem

@parallellives | first word

“Mizpah.”

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Jem was not entirely sure if what was so adorable as he was being completely serious, but he wasn't going to question a good thing. "So long as we are clear then." He said, kissing her hand in return and helping her to her feet. Ever since she overcame the sickness, he had been by her side and aiding her with every chance he could. He guided her to her bed and helped her settle in. "Please rest. Were our roles reversed and I was in this bed, you would wish the same of me."

“Very clear,” she confirmed, tenderness in her grey eyes as she watched him lovingly brush his lips against her skin. The soft smile on her face slipped though, when he helped her up. As long as she sat still, it was bearable, but being as round and heavy in this final stage, any movement caused her body great discomfort. The instinct to be stubborn and insist on helping further, faded almost entirely as she bit down on her bottom lip not to groan out loud. 

The brunette hurried to cover the grimace on her features as her sweet husband lowered her against the pillows. Worrying Jem was the last thing she wanted to do. Especially in these times, when she felt certain someone would call upon her for help sooner or later. 

“You are right, my love,” she conceded, nodding as she still held onto his hand. Tessa wanted to keep him close with such a desperation it seemed to cut through her, but she also knew it wasn’t possible. If she was really going to rest, then it was up to Jem to figure things out. “But you must go now. Help the other warlocks. Find the cure. --I’ll rest, I promise.”