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─ ┈┈ ‟⠀⠀ I have loved you for so long, @eidolonephilim ⸻ how can this be true ? ‟ ╱ ⊱ Once you go Zachariah, you never go backariah. ┊ ↳ #ShadowhuntersRP 18+

a muse of #𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑺𝑶 .
Joined June 2017
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𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴 . independent ( 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 ) portrayal of jem carstairs from the shadowhunters chronicles by cassandra clare . dms open for plotting .
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Something hurt behind his ribs, a twisting hellish grip that almost knocked the breath out of him. He had hurt Will, he had hurt himself, and now he felt unable to anything but to offer his best-friend his arm. He had dreamed of this moment, of having him back… what the hell -
His eyes closed for a few seconds. Like he believed the day was actually lovely? It was a distraction from what happened. He did not want to do a single thing out there. He wanted to read. Lose himself in something that wasn’t himself for a little bit. “Yes, might as well see +
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- was Jem doing? “What do you think of all these new buildings? So… monstrous. I will never understand the need of trying to touch the sky.”
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this is my friend, Amihan. they're an afroindigenous person in the Philippines. their grandmother recently passed away and they need, desperatly to fix their grandparents house for their grandfather. they're disabled and unable to afford this on their + gofund.me/83ef15d70
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Lovely day out. Jem followed his gaze, his own expression troubled. He couldn’t see it, he couldn’t see the beauty in anything knowing he had hurt his best-friend, and yet… he did not know what to say. His mouth wanted to speak words his mind could not process, feelings his ——
He was used to this. Once upon a time he was deemed unloveable after all. William swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “It’s fine.” He said as his hands moved into his pockets. “Lovely day out, don’t you think?” He had been staring at the sky after all. Focusing on +
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——— heart could not understand. “It is… go on a walk with me. I’ll show you the best places around. A lot has changed.”
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It was worse than the squeeze around his heart of a hot iron grip. Jem has suffered plenty in his lifetime, and yet nothing compared to the pain that look brought. It almost made Jem drop to his knees and beg for his apology. “ Will, it’s not—— “ he had never had the —
His hand was forced off his soft warm skin, and it hurt. It showed in his lovely blue eyes as his hand dropped. He turned his head away. “I see. Of course. Why would you?”
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— other’s eloquence, and right now, he couldn’t even form a complete sentence. What a cruel joke. “I’m sorry.”
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#MaleAppreciationMonday goes to my husband, my Jem, my Ke Jian Ming @GhostInTheNotes
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Jem thought he may be in a dream. How else would this even be possible? The ex-Silent Brother took a step back on instinct, unsure of how to proceed in situations like this. He was… almost frozen. “Will, this is not—“
“You are a wonderful baker.” He assured at once. Ate the whole thing! But as he reached for him and he cleared his throat? Will smiled and brushed his jaw. “I wouldn’t dream of messing with you like this.”
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A calm exhale escaped past his brims and he nodded his head slightly. “I’ve been well but now I’m much better. And you?”
She looks up from her book with a ready smile on her face. "Jem. Have you been well?"
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“But that was mine, I baked it—“ Was blinking in confusion until the other stepped closer. Clears his throat. “Stop that. Don’t mess with me like this.”
“𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 cookie, yes. None of those random cookies.” He stepped closer. “Yours.”
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I don’t watch p—I mean, I have not watched it. Yet?
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Heated Rivalry? What’s that?
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Gaze dropped to the other’s mouth briefly before quickly averting. “Better than my cookie? That’s it, no more for you.”
A shrug. Lip brush. “Something could be better…”
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Sits before her, legs crossed to simply watch her in silence.
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Huffs, brow raising. “My cookie is not good enough? Ungrateful.”
He swallowed the cookie. “Next time use something else to shut me up, coward”
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“There there. Silence.” Pats his curls.
Humph. He chewed on it. Staring at him as he did.
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Stuffs a cookie into his mouth.
HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN? I DON’T KNOW BUT IT FEELS LIKE AN E T E R N I T Y
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