#serpentcoil

Me going through my threads and finds yet another one of the many reasons I adore and miss @serpentcoil to the moon and back.

Isabelle Sophia Lightwood: She was beautiful, for a human— long hair nearly the precise color of black ink and charcoaled eyes. Floor-length white gown, the kind women used to wear when this world was younger. Lace sleeves belled out around her slim arms. Around her neck was a thick silver chain, on which hung a dark red pendant the size of a baby’s fist. He only had to narrow his eyes to know that it was real — real and precious.

“Sixteen, to be precise, but I appreciate your attempt at trying to keep up, it warms my cold, cold heart.” Okay, so the mock was very much present there, but if anyone could help make dinner with Isabelle’s homemade food in front of you somewhat bearable, it would be him. Or rather, the potential sibling death stares that could ensue could give him enough leeway and distraction to sneak the stuff off to Church and hop by Taki’s later. Ducking slightly, the food missed him by not even an inch, a smile of pride flashed at Alec; very close, “—Have you only just met me, Alec? Since when do I need a reason to act like anything? I don’t need an excuse. Oh, and yes you are, it’s getting cold.” Propping up the loaded fork again with a grin, he took his aim, though this time at Isabelle; three, two, one—

send it again and he’ll write an 1000 word essay on his least favourite trends over the course of 500+ years

❝   .   .   .   acid-washed jeans   .    ❞

❝    ISABELLE   .   .   .    ❞    there’s a softening of his expression as he turns his head toward the shadowhunter   .  sadness clouding her face   ,   he appreciates this   ,   the way she often confides in him as of late   .   trusting him with her demons because she knows he has so many of his own and can understand   .   ❝   it’s impossible   .   there’s no such thing as eternal peace   .   eventually   ,   you have to look what you’re feeling in the eye   .   you have to face it   . ❞   years of avoidance   ,   of walls   ,   have taught him this   .   it would be cruel of him to tell her otherwise   ,   to convince her that drowning it out is the better option   .  ❝   is this about   .   .   .   raphael   ?   ❞

“ want  to  hear  something  funny ?  i  knew  you  would  be  the  last  one  to  find  me .  after  all ,  all  those  𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜  you’re  battling  ...   “   // serpentcoil  ♥