ANGEL / AVENGED.

lips  turn  up  at  the  corners  and  he’s  ducking  his  head  for  a  kiss,   brushing  her  hair  out  of  her  face  so  he  can  see  her.    “   yeah.   that  definitely  gives  me  all  the  reason  in  the  world.   ”

THERE’S A SOFTNESS TO IZZY NOW,       something new and unexplored.     something no one else has brought out in her,     a sense of safety and assurance that lets her breathe a little easier and smile a little wider.     he won’t hurt her,    and not just because she’d castrate him if he did.    he won’t hurt her because he loves her,    and she can finally,   finally accept that. 

—   OH,  COME  ON.   he’s  inexperienced  with  this  side  of  isabelle;   the  protective  side,   given  that  up  until  last  week  she  had  been  trying  her  damnedest  not  to  let  him  know  she  cared.    “   don’t  be  like  that,   izzy,   ”    he  tries  for  light  in  the  end,   moving  after  her.    “   you  wouldn’t  wanna  sit  around  anymore,   either.   ”

HE’S RIGHT,      of course,     but she doesn’t see any reason to tell him so.    even when they were kids,   alec would admonish her for bouncing back too quickly,   for hunting before she had even healed from their last little adventure.      but that was different.     bellamy nearly died,   and she can’t.....    she can’t go through that again.       ‘      i would if i’d almost died,    ’    she argues,    tossing her hair over her shoulder as she flounces towards the elevator.   lies,  lies,  they’re all lies;    but if it protects him....   

@angelavenged     /     ♡

“   i  love  you  so  much.   ”

bellamy blake really is the best boyfriend ever,  isn’t he?   izzy has to actively work to repress a smile,   head tipping forwards to hide the radiance threatening to light up her entire expression.   his effect on her can be quite annoying.      ‘   of course you do.   i’m me.     ’    

ELECTRUM WHIP CRACKS IN THE STILL AIR,   sending demon ichor raining down all around them.   she doesn’t hesitate,  body already back into motion as she weaves this way & that,   her whip slicing and dicing like an extension of her own skin.     ‛   another pair of fabulous boots lost to demon ichor,     ’   she laments,   voice laced with regret.   she doesn’t miss a beat,  though,  a quick spin ending in a fizzle & a bang as another demon is sent back to its home dimension.    ‛  you’d think we’d be gifted with some sort of ichor repellant rune,  by no dice.   we’re left to suffer for the sake of mankind.     ’   //   OPEN STARTER.

━━━        ❝ you gotta love me for my beautiful soul ,  lightwood ,   not my chiseled abs .. ❞        he’s just teasing ,   light heartedly .   his  abs are far from chiseled .          ❝ yeah ,   like you’d be able to keep your hands off of me  ! ❞  

‘     WOULD YOU LIKE TO FIND OUT?     ’     his words sound like a challenge,   and isabelle lightwood doesn’t back down from challenges   ------   even when they’re incredibly detrimental to her sex life.     izzy takes a step towards him,   brows arching as she tilts her head to one side.   barely a breath separates them;    she shrugs.   ‘     because i’m willing to bet you are the one who couldn’t keep your hands off me.     ’