#warstopper

Do I Follow Them?: yea

Why Did I Follow Them?: BECAUSE CLARY FRAY ?????

Do We Role Play?: YES !!!!!

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: yes, of course, i wouldn’t be following them if i didn’t ???

An AU Idea For Our Muses: OHHHHH !!!!! uhm, verity being a friend to clary’s before clary finding out about shadow hunters & verity getting dragged into it somehow. 

A Song For Our Muses: i see fire --- THIS IS BASED OFF OF THEM FACING BATTLE OR SOEMTHING OTGETHER. i am BAD AT SONGS OK

Do I Ship Our Muses?: nope !!

What I Think About The Mun: they seem super lovely and wowowowowoww. amazing freaking writing ok ???

Overall Opinion: personification of clary fray ??? RLY? YOU DON’T SAYYYYY. 

“ Who are you ??? ”

“I wonder which SEELIE they angered.”

*stares at his chest for a long time* nOPE, nothing’s wrong here

the water from the showerhead runs over her body, warm and soothing to her sore and aching muscles and the thought of staying in there forever comes and passes quickly when she hears the door to her bedroom open and then close again. there are only a few people who would come into her room unannounced especially when she was in the shower ... most people didn’t want to be associated with valentine’s ( ex ) soldier especially in the confines of her own bedroom. slightly shaking fingers regretfully turned off the faucet and stepped out of the shower, wringing out her hair and wrapping a soft towel around her body as she did so before opening the door to her adjoining bedroom, 

❝ hey there, little bird. ❞ 

grace took in the sight of the other girl sat on her bed, curls mussed and loose around her shoulders, wearing a t-shirt she was pretty sure belonged to golden boy but, what caught grace’s attentive eyes were the shadows under those green eyes, her pale pallor and the ever so slight hitch to her breathing. the brunette didn’t call any attention to it as she pulled on a pair of soft gray leggings and a threabare blue sweater before sitting down next to sera, telegraphing all of her movements clearly as she pulled her own hair up into a messy bun and then reached to brush a stray curl behind sera’s ear as she spoke softer than usual in a gentle tone reserved solely for the ginger , 

❝ missed me already huh ? ❞

he knew without asking that she was MORE than likely going to say yes, but hearing it from her made his heart swell. gave him an impossibly happy feeling on top of the heights he had already been reaching when isabelle had said yes to marrying him. in all of his life there was no one better to be his parabatai. no one else that could EVER be what clary was to him --- it was something he knew only the two of them silently understood, which made it an even more significant friendship to have.