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CARO-SPECIFIC STARTER CALL \ @hclianthus .
❝ ARE THINGS ALWAYS THIS....UNORGANIZED HERE ? ❞ accent thick as his eyes follow another carbon-copy black-clad hunter, a small spin accentuating how his gaze moved, doing a full three-sixty before the warlock was back to facing the fiery redhead, brows raised. ❝ and dull. incredibly dull. can i GO NOW, shadowhunter ? ❞
have a great day ─
or else.
Batsy, Batsy. All that leather; you sure know how ta' make a girl go crazy, don't cha? - xoxo, Harley ;]
“ Categorically, I wouldn’t call you crazy, Doctor. But if you keep going, I might have no choice. “
unprompted : @hclianthus .
“Wha– Mmph” \ @hclianthus .
HIS HAND IS QUICK TO GRAB HERS, the door to his new york home barely shutting before he has clary against the wall, cheating a bit to use his magic to keep her wrists pinned above her head. he wanted his hands FREE, one’s fingers trailing down her side while the other cupped her cheek, not giving time to react before he’s kissing her so passionately.
❝ mmm, ti ho detto quanto sei bella ? ❞ caro whispered against her lips, pulling away only to kiss up her other cheek, stopping only once he was up close next to her ear, breath warm and voice hushed. ❝ mio bel angelo, colei che fuggì dal cielo. would you like to take this elsewhere, perhaps ? ❞
'Stop being so quiet back there.' Light laughter escapes her lips and Julie leans against the doorjamb of the storage closet, eyes surveying him in the dim light as paint splattered arms cross themselves across her chest. 'What are you plotting back here, Bruce?'
“ ALWAYS SO SUSPICIOUS, “ He called out, poking his head through the door and putting down a box of the books they had received in one of the donation drives down for now. There were still at least 5 more to hide away until they were ready to be given to the children after all.
“ Just making sure everything is organized. Is that a problem? “ Voice that familiar tone of casually amused. “ Or is it you trying to distract me?”
@hclianthus .
[ portrait ] receiver paints a portrait of receiver \ @hclianthus .
IT FEELS LIKE HE’S BEEN STILL FOR AN ETERNITY, but at least it was a comfortable pose to hold; resting in a throne-like chair he had acquired centuries ago, but had been put away in a room rarely used. it was only coincidence that it had been found as he had moved to replace some of his paintings from the renaissance with some of clary’s own work. except now he was being used as her model, her MUSE for her next work. not that he minded aside from his body becoming a bit too stiff. ❝ do initial sketches usually take this long, clarissa ? ❞
'Oh, it's a special day?' Sera pauses for a moment and smirks, winking at him. 'Happy birthday, puppy.'
“Not that special if that’s all I’m getting. “
@hclianthus .
“ will you stay with me? just for tonight. ” \ @hclianthus .
HE HAD BEEN MOVING TOWARDS THE DOOR, the feeling of being in the institute having lessened slightly, but still, staying there overnight ? it wasn’t his ideal night, he’d admit, but something about clary’s adorable plea made him shift back to her bed, dropping his jacket back where it had been previously resting. ❝ and what would everyone else think about you harboring a warlock in your room ? ❞
