#fairchiild

╳┊ @fairchiild​ asked:   “i only have eyes for you, you know that.”

Reverse Jealous / Possesive Meme. II accepting

╳┊ @fairchiild​ asked:   “he wasn’t flirting with me, calm down.”

Reverse Jealous / Possesive Meme. II accepting

                 ❝   clarissa,  ❞   he finally spoke, as he forced himself out of his inner RAGE.turning to face his girlfriend, his tawny hues darkened as they narrowed into a SLIGHT glare.  ❝   have you forgotten that you also did not realize that SIMON, your best friend, was in love with you for years?  ❞ he reminded her as he thought back into the CONFESSION the boy tried to give in the coffee shop. though it was a while back, he could still remember the twitch of annoyance form within him. he remembered that he was glad that he had COUGHED to catch her attention, before leaving the shop all together -- - hopeful and GLAD when she had followed him out. 

@fairchiild​ asked: „ no , you are strong ! “ // phrases that really hit you where it hurts.

╳┊ @fairchiild​ asked:   [ wall ] 

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  . II accepting inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )                                       [ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.

                            their kiss started innocently at enough, LIGHT and FRESH. it was a kiss that would end the evening, as he had walked her to her room. but soon, the HEAT of passion began to flow through him, as their kiss DEPEND. he could feel her hands trailing his chest, sparking the FEELING of desire as her fingers traced his muscle. in turn, one of his hands wound its way through her red curls, holding her to him as the other traveled down her back. 

* soft angst starters       fairchiild said:‘ we’re out of time. ’ [//okay but....Clary and Jo hunting together maybe??]

╳┊ @fairchiild​​ asked:   ‘  💔 ‘

the meme II accepting A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME  bc  who  needs  soft  kisses  when  you  can  have  This   ! (   send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like.   )

                                              16.  a  kiss  to  gain  control.

                             they were in the kitchen of luke’s FARM HOUSE. the pair had decided to stay in for the evening considering everything that was going on. however, as the night went on, hunger had bested them and instead of going out to eat, jace had OFFERED to cook her a meal, but not before making her PROMISE not to tell a soul of this particular talent. though at first teasing ensued, mostly on his behalf, he soon began prepping a classic dish, pasta with various meats within its sauce. as the meal began to heat, he placed the fire on a small flame before turning to face the RED HEAD, 

╳┊ @fairchiild​ asked:   Tell me

 Put a “Tell me" in my ask and my character will answer… II accepting

                                        If you snuck into my room I would:

[] Go back to sleep

[] Kick you out

[ ✘ ] Cuddle with you

[ ✘ ] Be like “How in the world?”

[] Let you sleep on the floor

[] Become angry

                    If you kissed me (or hugged, depending upon character/gender) I would:

[ ✘ ] Kiss or hug you back

[ ✘ ] Smile and laugh

[ ✘ ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable

[] Push you away

[ ✘ ] Be shocked

[] Strike you

                                    If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[] No

[ ✘ ] Yes

[] Most certainly not.

[ ✘ ] Without hesitation.

                                                                    You are:

[ ✘ ] Cute

[ ✘ ] Adorable

[ ✘ ] Attractive

[ ✘ ] Beautiful

[] Okay

[] Ugly

[] Am not going to grace this with an answer

                                                                      You are to me a:

❛ @fairchiild​​  ❜  ―  “Do you think you can make me one of these?”

     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 surprise, rarely had Clary ever requested that he make something for her, especially not something involving magic. But even then, that was not what caused him to be so surprised ― he had never used his magic for her because she had never asked, not because he was against it ― was the nature of what she requested that left him confused and curious.

    His green eyes followed her gaze, landing on a very precious painting on his wall. A moving painting. Him, his parents and his little sister, sat together in their garden; surrounded by flowers and pixies and nymphs blending into the background as they laughed, Elian pulling his sister close into a hug as his parents kissed. It was a dream he had had once, and had pulled out of his head, saving it into a frame. Because of his magic, and of his memories of those beings, they retained a bit of personality ― a bit of life, and could interact with the world of the living, Elian could see his sister pointing at Clary. Could almost hear her soft voice asking whom that was.