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[erchommai-a]

— JON EDITS / PRINCE OF EDOM . 

[hiddengills]

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them. (Still Accepting) @takeseffort​ sent 🍒 + @seesbright​

I stan any chance I get to gush about Dezzie, I just love her so much?? I remember years ago when I followed her on a whim and just how instantly we connected just moments after we became mutuals; truly a beautiful thing. She’s truly a shining light of sweetness and anytime I get to chat with her amongst our now busy and chaotic schedules is a thing I cherish, really. Anything she does with her muses, but Clary especially, is always so beautiful and mesmerizing to read, and any chance we get to write together always excites me, especially since I normally have instant muse for anything we’re writing together, and I just love that for us. Sure, we had a falling out a while ago due to chaos of life, but really I’m happy we got to reunite once again and I’m never letting her out of my sight ever again. 

[hiighwarlock]

@takeseffort​ sent: ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.

nonsexual acts of intimacy meme | accepting { You went right for the feels and I'm so here for it! } 

         It's been a long day. 

         Well. Not so much for Magnus, who had risen at his usual hour (noon) and spent the long afternoon in a lovely little Grecian Library near the coast of Santorini, reading a very specific and very rare book about ancient ceremony practices. But for Alexander... 

         As far as the Warlock can tell (because Shadowhunters insist on cloaking their business in ridiculous layers of secrecy), Alec had been leading a city-wide hunt for a ravaging Mantid Demon since Tuesday, an endeavor that only wrapped up sometime in the last two hours. The younger man presented himself at Bane's door mostly intact, but with heavy bruising of sleeplessness under his eyes and an apology on his lips. 

         "None of that, now..." Magnus had chided, but gently. "...Come sit down before you fall down." 

         Guiding Alec into the apartment, he settled the Shadowhunter onto the one couch long enough for his entire (not inconsiderable) frame, conjuring a generously boozed martini with the snap of his fingers. Bane handed it to Alec with an expression that said Trust Me, You Need This, and then (careful of Lightwood's skittishness) sat down beside him.

        He needn't have worried. Within minutes, Alexander had sunk into the couch like a puppet with its strings cut, listing sideways until Magnus caught his drooping head and guided it down to rest in his lap. The martini went untouched, banished back to ether, and Alec's drawn features finally smoothed out with sleep.

         And Magnus... Magnus indulged himself. He stared down at Alexander with an expression of undisguised wonder, eyes tracing the angles and valleys of the younger man’s face. Committing them to memory, because how could he not? Lightly (so as to not wake him), the Warlock ghosted the pad of his thumb along the divot between Alec’s brows, a space too often furrowed with stress, or displeasure, or guilt. He trailed his touch down a dark eyebrow, to rest gently at Lightwood’s temple.

        In the quiet of the apartment, Bane sighed. “....I am lost.” He murmured, without an ounce of regret. The beginnings of a smile touched his lips. “...well and truly, I am lost.” 

[fierceheartsa]

@takeseffort​ asked:  ‘ [TEXT] Are you ignoring me? ‘ // text message starter.

[ txt ;; grumpy cat ] i am not ignoring you. [ txt ;; grumpy cat ] just doing my job.

[lilithblooded]

closed starter for @takeseffort​

     It was late afternoon, with some time left until dinner, and the house was eerily quiet. Jonathan could only imagine what the others were doing, what meaningless activities and distractions they indulged in, not knowing that this might be one of their last days on this earth. He’d tried to get closer to them, Clary in particular, but he knew not to push too hard right away, even though he’d like to. While he might be eager to get to know her, Sebastian Verlac was not - not quite as much - so he had to lay low and remember his purpose. With nothing better to do he’d retreated to the family’s private library, brushed through the shelves and picked out a book here and there to get a closer look. There were many of the classic Shadowhunter books he’d read as a child, on demon hunting, on warlocks and other Downworlders, on Raziel and the use of runes, but also novels and poetry collections from various authors, some of which were familiar to him and some who were not.

He was just flipping through a book of sonnets about the four seasons when the creaking of a door behind him caught his attention. He turned to see Alexander, the eldest of the Lightwood children, enter the room, and instantly offered him a soft smile. (It was beautiful, but the emotions in it felt dead and cold.) They hadn’t talked much since his arrival but, much to his surprise, he’d noticed a certain friendliness directed at him coming from Alec and he had every intention of using it to his advantage.      “I thought you’ve all gone to take a nap, quiet as it is. I’ve been looking at the books in here - impressive collection,” he said, running his thumb over the book’s spine. With every conversation he had with one of Clary’s little friends it became easier to impersonate the stranger who wasn’t quite sure of his place in this house and tried to make the others warm up to him by being unnaturally polite.

     “--are you engaged in something more thrilling, perhaps? Would it be too bold to ask if I could join you? It’s rather boring sitting here all by myself.”

[immcrtuos-a]

@takeseffort 

“Any updates?” They’d been driving for hours now and were closing in on the safehouse - one of the few Camille didn’t know about. He glanced at Alec in the passenger seat, still looking pale and tense. They’d need to stitch his wound closed as soon as possible, but they couldn’t risk stopping now. “How are you holding up?”

[iernat]

 @takeseffort​ sent “ I mean, I was looking forward to a date with a psychopath but I suppose a off-the-shelf human will have to do instead. “ (okay but online dating & sarcasm why not)

"Charming.” That was hardly the way to look at online dating though he could hear the thick sarcasm in Alec’s tone of voice. It was certainly not the way everyone looked at the idea of online dating as a whole but he knew that Alec was definitely not just like any other kind of guy that was out there. “Here I was thinking you liked dating ‘off-the-shelf human’ was the better of the options,” he points out, the sarcasm licking off on the words as he said them. “Though I s’pose a psychopath would keep things more interesting.”

[epicballads]

#but please consider: these epic balls

I’m crying laughing @takeseffort