#enigmatii

[writinghannibal]

Soft jazz and a ticking clock created an almost sleepy atmosphere in the therapist’s waiting room, seemingly at odds with the large reproduction of The Raft of The Medusa. The painting felt muted with the soft music and could easily be overlooked despite its size.

The scent of lily’s was heavy in the air. The blooms themselves were in a black vase on the table next to the coffee maker, a pair of spiraled black horns jutting out from the center of them. A small plate of red-velvet cookies was staged on the little table, blood red and enticingly soft looking.

@enigmatii​

[bigdlittleibignlittleozzo-moved]

@enigmatii

Tony didn’t spend a lot of time at Quantico. He didn’t like being around Feebs most of the time. They had a nasty habit of accusing him of murder anytime he spent too much time near them, and he preferred avoiding being accused of murder. It was better for his constitution.

But he’d heard that the FBI had a promising new profiler, and Tony wanted to get his hands on him. Not for anything bad, no matter what the FBI thought, but because NCIS could always use bright young minds, and honestly, a mind like Malcolm Bright’s was wasted on the FBI, in Tony’s not so humble opinion.

So here he was, leaning in a hallway at Quantico, waiting for Malcolm Bright to exit a classroom so he could recruit him. When he saw the kid exit the classroom, Tony skipped to, crossing the hallway. “Malcolm! Malcolm Bright! Just the man I’ve been looking for! Tony DiNozzo, NCIS, I’m here to talk to you about a job offer.”

[hiighwarlock]

A closed starter for @enigmatii​‘s Alec!

           With a dramatic Inhale (it’s not a gasp, okay?), Magnus crowds up to the large-pane windows of the sidewalk patisserie. He very nearly presses his face to the glass, groaning, “--- I’m going to eat my weight in chocolate éclairs...”

          It feels like centuries since the Warlock has been in Paris, and even longer since he’s properly enjoyed the cuisine. By Edom, he’s missed it. Turning, Bane reaches out to grasp Alec’s hand, offering him a winning smile as he drags the younger man into the shop. They’re immediately welcomed by the sweet fragrance of powdered sugar and baking dough. 

          “--- Alexander. Have you ever tried a macaron?

[culthcnt]

@enigmatii​ -Cerb 

        ❝C’mere big guy. Let me see the handsome boy you are.❞      She’s complimenting a big three headed dog. That’s  normal!

[stardustcreateda]

                    Magnus didn’t know what better way to lure Alec to him. Yes, they’d been dating for quite some time now, but Alexander, it seemed, was always working or otherwise occupied, which wasn’t altogether too surprising for a Shadowhunter. However, Magnus was feeling quite the worse for wear, and on top of that, rather lonely. so, he’d sent Alec a text inviting him over for drinks in the hope that it would get him to come over. Sat in his favorite chair, Magnus read through one of many novels in his library, sipping whiskey as he waited for Alec’s reply. 

                          // @enigmatii​ pls help him djlaksjd 

[whinemcm]

𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙

@enigmatii

[soulscatter]

twilight starter call // @enigmatii​

SHE CAN’T entirely help the way she’s staring at him. she’d already been out in this part of the property alone, avoiding the mass of bodies near the house, when he had arrived and started... practicing? but what he was doing was nothing short of miraculous. she’s seen lots of gifts so far in her short life, but this one... this one is easily the most incredible. it looks so--- NATURAL on him. like he sprung directly out of the very earth he’s now controlling. 

       ❝ how are you doing that? ❞ she can’t help herself but ask, stepping out of           her hiding spot. 

[forgedthief]

@enigmatii​ small alec starter

   The vampire let his eyes fall over the shadow hunter, gaze lingering for a moment before smirking. “Darlin’ I don’t think you could even begin to afford me, even with the grumpy cute discount.”