#shadow:activity002

Send any of the following to see what the character’s response will be:

☎ - my muse calls yours in tears or close to tears and starts ranting about something ✿ - they attempt to cook dinner together and i’ll tell you what my muse’s job would be ◈ - my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse ღ - my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up. ⌚ - my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.

This week we are set completely in an alternative universe where they’re all mundanes and know each other one way or another. Up for each in their replies to make up what kind of relationship they think they’d have. Consistency on both ends is not important just run wild with ideas!

✿ - they attempt to cook dinner together and i’ll tell you what my muse’s job would be

Bodyguard AU

“You know when my father hired you, I don’t think this is what he had in mind.” Jace whined as he sat on the kitchen counter. He would much rather be outside shooting some hoops. Instead he was inside with a tyrannical nanny.

“I was hired to keep you safe. I won’t be doing my job if I let you die of a heart attack at 19.” 

Jace scoffed. “Says the person who eats fast food like there’s that’s the only thing left in the world.”

“And when someone gets hired to be my bodyguard 24/7, they can bully me into cooking too.”

“Ha!” the teen exclaimed as he jumped off the counter. “So you do admit that you’re bullying me.”

◈ - my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse

AU - Jace and Raphael are roommates. 

“You know, you’re cute. You’re very cute.” Jace wasn’t aware of it but his words were slurring. “And nice too. Who else would pick up his drunken -hic- roommate from a party 20 minutes away?” 

“At least you know you’re drunk,” he heard Raphael say. At least he think he did. Words were kinda hard to hear right now. “Bed.” Now that was definitely something he heard his roommate say.

Jace giggled. “Why are you talking about bed? You’re ace.” His eyes widen in realization. “Unless you want to cuddle. I don’t mind cuddling. I especially didn’t mind last year. I had -hic- a huuuuge crush on you. Did you know that? Huge.”

Suddenly he was falling back. He didn’t have it in him to panic. It would have been a waste of time though because whatever he fell on was soft. Really soft. And very comfortable. It took him too long before he realized that he was on bed. His bed. Hey! How did he get here? 

Oh right. Raphael. Raphael who was leaving. He couldn’t leave not with what he knows.

☎ - my muse calls yours in tears or close to tears and starts ranting about something

Based on episode 1.10 The World Inverted

Simon was the wrong person to call. He was Clary’s best friend before anything else but he didn’t really have anyone else to call. If he was lucky than maybe Simon will be able to shed some light on his girlfriend’s (his ex???) behavior today. Not to mention that thing he saw at the basement of the Institute. No, no. That was a hallucination.  Jace barely let Simon greet him before talking. “Is something happening with Clary? Is she with someone else? Because if she’s not interested in this relationship I wish she would have told me earlier. I would have stepped back but to just play me like a fool-” 

His breath hitched. How could she do this to him? He thought they had something real. Was he just too blind to see?

Simon took advantage of that silence. “Jace calm down. No one’s cheating on you. Clary was here freaking out because she has no idea why you broke up with her.” 

The blond scoffed. “Yeah right. She was there in the basement with him and she’s the one confused.”

Jace could practically hear the sigh that Simon was no doubt suppressing. “Can we all just talk? Tomorrow.”