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Shadowhunters Femslash February

Day 20: Longing Glances - Femslash February - Aline Penhallow x Helen Blackthorn

“Why are you staring at me?“ Aline asked, her eyebrows knitted together. She had tried to ignore her girlfriend as she looked over the reports of a recent demon attack, but she could feel her eyes on her. So after about fifteen minutes of trying to fight off the feeling of being watched, she broke the silence. Helen simply smiled.

“I like looking at you. I just can’t believe you’re mine, you know?“ She answered, as if it was the most simple thing in the world to explain. Maybe it was. Either way Aline felt her cheeks heat up, as she stared back at the report in front if her. She heard Helen laugh.

“Don’t be so shy, love. You know I can’t resist loving you.“ She said as she moved closer to Aline, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. She placed a kiss on the crown of her head. Aline leaned back and took a deep breathe, trying to commit this moment to memory.

Clary Fray/Isabelle Lightwood ♥ Rating: G, Word Count: 1959 ♥ Canon Universe (kind of), Emortional Hurt/Comfort (sort of), Getting Together, POV Isabelle

Isabelle tries to figure out how to get Clary to start drawing again. She decides to take the least direct approach.

Isabelle hadn’t meant to take things this far. All she wanted was to see more of Clary’s art, but since Clary hasn’t picked up a pencil in months and it’s become a bit of a sore subject for her, Isabelle had to get a little creative. She knew Clary posted some of her work online, she just didn’t know where. Getting that info from Simon took almost no effort. Clary has her earliest work on DeviantArt, a couple pictures of half-finished drawings on Instagram, but most of it’s on Tumblr. Simon even told her Clary’s usernames without any prodding from her.

The second Isabelle got back to her room and her laptop, she’d looked up all of Clary’s profiles. She knew Clary could draw, but this is something else. She spends several hours admiring the drawings and paintings of both the magical and the mundane, of terrifying demons and simple landscapes. A lot of the pieces have partial runes in them, and it makes Isabelle smile. She traces the faint outline of the fire rune in the sky above a water demon. Even when Clary didn’t know it, she was already part of this world, her angel blood singing to her through the walls Jocelyn had built in an attempt to protect her. And then this world took everything from Clary: her home, her mother, her art.

Isabelle sighs and frowns at her screen. Even with her untrained eye, she can see the love and joy in Clary’s drawings, despite their often dark subjects. She wants Clary to have that back. She wants Clary to see the beauty in the world again. She needs Clary to remember that the world isn’t made of ichor and death.

After a moments deliberation, Isabelle has made her decision. It doesn’t take her long to figure out how the site works and then she has her own blog. The first thing she does is reblog every piece of Clary’s art, leaving compliments in the tags. It doesn’t feel like enough, too impersonal. She goes back and forth between sending an ask or using the messenger. Finally she chooses the ask. The messenger might be a little too personal; and she doesn’t want Clary to find out it’s her, since Clary doesn’t exactly appreciate her bringing up her art in real life. Sometimes a compliment or encouragement is easier to accept from a stranger than from a friend.

Pairing: Maia/Lydia

Rating: G

Summary: Mass Effect AU. “Do you think anyone will ever trust me?”