and he’s desperate to DROWN.
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and he’s desperate to DROWN.
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[2016-02-17, 11:35:43 PM] burning embers.: okay. so like. Ziya definitely falls into my favorite type of characters??? He's so.... complex and fUck. He's angry, sure, and he lets anger rule him because it's the easiest to deal with. He can punch faces in and break things and then feel a little better afterwards ( but also a bit guilty ), and he lets anger rule him because it's better than being sad 110% of the time. I mean, he lost his family, he got BANNED from home and can't ever go back, the person who screwed him over is screwing other people over right now and there's nothing he can do to help from where he is at the moment ( though it doesn't mean he isn't trying ) ; but let's not mention all the people he's lost over the centuries. All the friends, mundane, downworlder, shadowhunter -- he's outlived them all and I mean, we as humans have a hard time adjusting to loss and living with it. Ziya's got it forever .... so his anger and his sass and the walls he's built around himself are justified. But he's also caring af like jfc does he care. He loves so deeply that he doesn't let himself do it often because it's... scary. And it gives him more to lose. So he closes himself off to prevent anyone getting in ( looks @ oc squad they worked a special kind of magic to get in his heart) Also his fashion sense and being true to himself ( though not always true when it comes to the emotions, he'd rather deal with what won't hurt him as much, I think ). Everyone thinks Beyoncé is queen only bc they haven't met Ziya. But back to him being caring and kind, he helps out those who need it. Like, yeah he does charge and is picky with customers sometimes, but if there was someone who genuinely needed help but had nothing to offer, he'd help them and then act like he didn't do it. Oh! And he's such a kid sometimes. He gets lost in having fun and wanting to be with the people he loves ( game nights are dangerous and monopoly has been banned ). And like, him and Madeleine don't exactly like each other but they tolerate each other and sometimes they even team up. But he also gets really sad and I don't want to talk about that bc I'll cry for a week straight.
blonde brows give a gentle raise, steely hues peering over the slope of her shoulder at the bustling lobby of shadowhunters behind her. she had been on her way to the kitchen, but she was certain someone had CALLED for----- suddenly the crowd is parting, and she catches a familiar head or dark hair and a slash of a SMILE ---and then she’s RUNNING.
sneakers can’t carry her quickly enough into his arms, her own limbs wrapping him into an embrace that nearly topples them both with how heavily she barrels into him. There are smiles all around from the other shadowhunters of the London Institute, but none compares to that which BRIGHTENS the delicate features of her own visage. She’s hardly aware of her own babbling, asking him why he’s home early, scolding him for not calling, but the words most frequenting her lips ; ‘ you’re home. ’ as though she simply can’t believe it.
The first moments of their reunions always feel DREAM-LIKE, brimming with euphoria and elation unmatched by perhaps anything else. ‘ you’re home. you’re home. ’ words are echoed repeatedly from roseate lips. they are a prayer, a promise, but his PRESENCE in her arms are what makes them REAL.
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'' OH MY GOD, I didn't knew somebody was in here. '' Freyja said, while she quickly turned around. Gosh, she could hit herself right now. '' I thought this place was abandoned.. ''
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Alec marched to the front of the Institute, obviously on a mission; not literally, just off to do some- thing. He swung the front door open and went to step out of it, but on the other side was an- other boy, as if he’d just arriv- ed on the scene.
Alec was startled, and honest- ly almost ran into him. By the looks of his marks, he was a fellow Nephilim. “Can I help you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
He leaned over, arms wrapping around his waist as he buried his face in his hair.
in turn, ziya’s reading glasses are knocked sideways so that they balance on the bridge of his nose, teetering as if being hung there by a thread.
[♛] – » i’m not a pillow, ya big baby. «
his words could be taken in either a rude or endearing context, if it weren’t for the fact that his lips are twisted up and PINNED to form a rare, gentle smile, pearly whites briefly exposed. he takes in a soft breath, allowing the other to nuzzle his locks (freshly blowdried and straightened, so they’re extra fluffy and pillow-like) before nudging the shadowhunter’s face, faintly, sweetly, gently with his forehead, and planting a feather-light kiss on the base of his jaw. the objective of this exchange isn’t to colour him up, but after the serene and CALM day that they’ve had (again, another rarity), he certainly wouldn’t mind it.
[♛] – » dammit, you guys are back ?? i would’ve liked to think that’d i get a few more days of peace and quiet. «
he says this, but there’s a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips.
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