#whipborn

[notanythcng]

  the conclusion of a hushed conversation sounding in the background of the apartment. arms crossed over her chest as she throws isabelle an apologetic smile. the conversation drones over for a few more minutes still, with hushed assurances and the rolling of her eyes -- why, oh why, couldn’t she have NORMAL friends? ( not that she’d trade them for anything in the world. but they were HIGH MAINTENANCE, so to speak. ) the sound of a call being hung up is immediately followed by light footsteps across the floorboards, taking a seat next to isabelle on the couch once again. “sorry i had to take that. magnus is having a hard time right now.”  turning towards isabelle again, her elbow resting the back of the couch. “what were we talking about? before i had to go console my brother?” a smile on her lips, genuine.  @whipborn

[sacrauri-archive-blog1]

                                       ‘   COME  ON,    IZ.      SIMON’S  busy,    &&    i  CAN’T  show  up  to  this  thing  without  the  hottest  date  at  the  party.      if  i  CAN’T  be  disgusting  in  love,    i’m  going  to  be  disgusting  by  being  EXPONENTIALLY  more  attractive  than  every  other  couple  there.   ‘          a  pleading  tone    &&    an  appeal  to  her  VANITY,      the  aural  boy  is  sure  to   p u l l   on  every  resource  he  has  to  get  what  he  wants.          ‘   WHO  could  make  a  more  attractive  pair  than  ME    &&    my  dearest  sister  ?   ‘          lips  TWIST,    saccharine  sweet  over  d i v i n e  grace.      he  knows  he  has  a  TRUMP  card    &&    has  no  qualms  about  using  it.          ‘  i’ll  even  let  you  DRESS  me  for  it.   ‘

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[hervalor-blog]

     ❛   .   .   .i actually thought things were going to go my way for once.   ❜   she doesn’t know WHY she’s telling isabelle this. the girl probably hates her after what she did. sure, she repented her accusations, and never believed in them, but the damage was probably done before she had  f i x e d  it. perhaps it’s because she somewhat sees herself in isabelle. driven and weighted with the burden of semi-divinity, forced to grow up much too quick.   ❛   i mean, i KNOW how naive that is, but i just thought.   .   . after losing john, after losing everything i’d wanted that maybe i’d pick up the pieces. don’t get me wrong, i’m happy for alec, and he DESERVES that happiness, i just- i thought- i wanted it so bad, and it just slipped through my fingers.   ❜   the again at the end of her sentence goes unspoken, trailing off in to the silence surrounding.

@whipborn !!

[silverwilled-archive]

                                                   @whipborn liked for a starter  !!

                         ❛  that is not what i MEANT,  isabelle.  okay,  please can we just drop it  ?  ❜  

[inferiorarrow-blog]

greeter: new follower :) @whipborn

        “ Please make me UNDERSTAND why Alec is doing this to himself. I don’t even trust this Branwell chick ever since she controlled the institute. That blonde is controlling, she didn’t even assign me with any jobs. and I can’t imagine her being a part of OUR family. ”