∑ - “You don't get it, Clary. You don't understand what it's like to live always at war, to grow up with battle and sacrifice. I guess it's not your fault. It's just how you were brought up-” Isabelle had to stop herself, she was about to ram the law is the law down Clary's throat but she didn’t want to be like her brother, heck both Lightwood’s were slowly falling in love with Downworlders - or once downworlders - and that was against the law. She didn’t want to be a hypocrite, it wasn’t fair on Clary that she didn’t know everything, the pain of loss in battle, Isabelle was going to try and help. “Sorry, I just want to help... I just don’t know how to.”

@leuthros liked for a canon dialogue starter

@leuthros ;; 

a scoff, and she wanted to throw her hands up in exasperation.

          ❛ trust me, i don’t know what i’m doing anymore than you do.   ❜

of course that came out wrong, and clary was shaking her head, as if to prevent any offense before she could explain herself. she wasn’t exactly looking at him, but at the lines that curled out and spoke to her in a way that she now knew was unique only to her. all of this was so new, and clary had no idea how to control the things she had learned she could do ——the talents she’d apparently inherited. sighing — a defeated kind of sound, as if already aware that alec would never really accept her — she looked up.

          ❛  i don’t mean you don’t know what you’re doing ——i mean, i’m as confused about myself as you are about me. ❜   it felt as though she was tripping over the explanation even more — a part of her feeling as though she didn’t owe alec an explanation at all — and finally clary tucked the stele back into her pocket and stared off into the distance as if the horizon could offer her any answers.

          ❛  sorry, ❜   she murmured to no one in particular, not entirely sure what she was apologizing for in the first place, and glanced back down at the rune she had drawn.    ❛  think it’ll work ?  ❜

     he feels the tension radiating off of her & it’s doing nothing to settle his own frustrations. at the comment, though, he raises an eyebrow but bites his tongue with unusual patience. it’s not in his nature to hold back but he’s learning that with Clary, barreling ahead doesn’t always get him the results he wants. exhaling, he counts down as he lets a strong, measured sigh rattle through his teeth as the only warning that she’s edging along the boundaries of his calculated & limited patience. he doesn’t need to give her more than that; clary knows.

     and then, like that, it dissipates under the weight of a better explanation. he shrugs as if he doesn’t care, but gone is the fault line of irritation waiting to erupt at the slightest further provocation. it can lay dormant for now, but at least for now it’s been soothed & he can move on to more important matters. he’s learning. he knew part of who he was, part of the life he’s been raised in means he’ll be a student in many ways until the day he drops but this is something he hadn’t EXPECTED to learn. he feels a little old for personal revelations, after all, but the patience he’s cultivating has started to change him. maybe even for the better. but even so, that’s still not important right now, so he shelves that realization & moves on.

     ❛  it’s not something you need to apologize for. ❜ the next thing he says surprises even himself. ❛  all of us were new to all the REST of this at some point. guess I’ve forgotten what it feels like to have questions. ❜ he shrugs, as he looks at the paper. ❛  what’s it do? ❜ there’s no point in them fighting; they’re on the same side. so why can’t he channel more of this more often? his temper will be the death of him, he knows, but at least for right now maybe he has a grip on it. 

@leuthros ✉︎

      ❝ Will you be invisible for this unknown venture? ❞

       Kieran had the temptation to sigh, he couldn’t tell if the two girls were just trying to convince him to wear their gear for their own entertainment or if they seriously expected their gear to actually hide his true nature. He almost did it, for Mark, for Cristina, but the idea of being the center of a joke was unappealing to him. He was a prince after all. ❝ You believe wearing your gear, among mundanes, would not cause alarm? Your attire is not common placed. You would be better off procuring something mundane with a hood. ❞

       That in itself sounded distasteful to him, the material alone was an aggravation, even on others. He missed his cloak. ❝ My eyes will still show, unless you have a bigger hood. ❞ Shruggling his shoulder after pausing to actually think about it after a fashion, he crinkles his nose in displeasure. ❝ I could always hide amongst the shadows. ❞ Which would only cause a problem if they were going out during the day, he frowns deeply at her humour her comment. He would only humour two Nephilim & neither of them were in the room.

@leuthros

A sister. A twin. 

A collection of confused, angry, and broken-hearted thoughts had taken up residence in Seraphina’s mind ever since this truth was revealed to her. How could her father not have told her she had a sister? How could her mother have abandoned two children while keeping one all to herself? What made this other girl so special that she was the only one Jocelyn Fairchild could love?

She needed to know. That’s why she was here. One little portal had taken her to the brownstone they’d discovered belonged to the “Frays,” and a single opening rune got her into the apartment once she’d entered the building. It struck her immediately how home-y the entire place looked, like people actually lived there. No, like they had lives there. Pictures, belongings, knick-knacks -- all things that weren’t in high quantity at her own home. The Morgenstern cottage had been small, cold, and practical. They didn’t have much more furnishing their home than what they needed. After all, the family was hiding from those who wished ill upon her father. It wasn’t the home they may have known if circumstances were different.

The redhead felt increasingly more bitter about the life lived within these walls as she wandered into her room. Clarissa. In particular, she immediately frowned at the sight of a sketchbook and a jar full of pencils. It would seem they inherited similar skills from their mother, except this daughter had been allowed to pracitce it while Sera had been actively discouraged and punished for wasting time (and reminding Valentine too much of his wife). In a small act of petty “revenge,” Sera grasped the jar of pencils and pressed it right into a page of the sketchbook. The physical object disappeared into nothing more than lines and shading on paper. 

“Hmpf. Let’s see you figure that one out, sister.” 

if emma had a sister,   she wishes it could have been clary.  in the wake of her parents’ death,  it had been the blackthorns who were there as well as clary   (  and maybe jace to an extent  ),   and she had been around enough to listen to emma vent out her frustrations about different topics.  emma adores clary and looks up to her   (  maybe a lot more than she’ll ever look up to jace herondale,  but she’ll never tell anyone that  )   and now,  she’s also developed a sort of understanding regarding clary’s choices when she had been around emma’s age.  her respect for clary has been strengthened,  and she’d be lying if she said that she doesn’t think of clary as family.

          she knocks softly on the door of the older girl’s bedroom,  hoping that clary’s not asleep yet.  emma would feel guilty if she interrupted clary’s rest before an important mission.  but she couldn’t quite let this go either.     “  clary?  are you awake?  can we talk?  “   she calls from the other side of the door,  biting her lip in nervousness.

@leuthros  /  plotted.

@leuthros // because cris tells me i make too many starters for her then asks for a thing.

        ❛  --- there are things i wouldn’t EXPECT you to understand, clarissa. time tells more stories than we want to admit. ❜

first contact

@leuthros​ gets a plotted thing <3

          Patience was of the essence. Jonathan knew that, but he couldn’t wait any longer. He had been watching her for weeks, studying the places she visited, the people she met, the way she behaved and talked and moved.. they’d never been face to face but he felt as if he knew her better than most. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined her after he’d learned of her existence, a good mix between her parents. She shared a few of her mother’s delicate features, but despite this resemblance Jonathan felt no reluctance toward meeting her. Clarissa was not her mother. She would not reject him.      It was late evening, the occasional ray of moonlight shining through between skyscrapers and most of the people crossing the streets of New York seemed eager to get home. Jonathan stood still like a statue, leaned against a wall opposite of a small café. She had been sitting in there for the last hour or so, nose-deep in a drawing pad and occasionally sipping at her (constantly refilling) coffee mug. Despite his FASCINATION for her, Jonathan was starting to feel boredom bubble up inside of him. (Clearly, he wasn’t the best at being patient.) Luckily in that very moment Clarissa seemed to decide that it was time to leave. Jonathan watched her shove her things into her bag and head for the door, saying something to the waitress as she passed her by.      He pushed himself off the wall and crossed the street, never taking his eyes off his sister. No one else was paying attention to him, invisible as he was to their eyes due to his glamour. Clarissa stepped out into the streets and for a moment the music from the café followed her into the streets. Some boring guitar mix that Jonathan hated from the first note he heard. Then the door fell closed and there was only the noise of distant traffic surrounding them. Jonathan waited for her to start moving and followed her with a careful distance. There weren’t too many people around and other than them, Clarissa possessed the SIGHT. If she paid attention, she would be able to see them - and he couldn’t allow that, at least not right away.      They walked a few blocks, fewer and fewer people crossing their path, and Jonathan always staying in the shadows. It didn’t seem safe for someone raised a mundane, like Clarissa, to walk around the city all by herself at this hour. (Yet another shortcoming of her mother.) But if Jonathan had learned one thing about his sister, it was that she was brave. They reached a less busy area with smaller streets, less apartment buildings and more houses with gardens. Not much further and they would reach the building in which she lived. Jonathan would find it in his sleep by now.

     Something rustled in the bushes near the street ahead of Clarissa and Jonathan stopped dead in his tracks. A low, rattling breath followed the sudden movement and then something dark and unshapely with far too many legs (or hands) crawled out from between the greenery. A Dahak demon. Jonathan smiled, and his hand wandered to the hilt of his sword as the demon let out a roar and started toward Clarissa.

leuthros replied to your post: @khruseos @leuthros

listen i put it under a cut, you’re the one that clicked the read more ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i clicked on it because @khruseos  all but clicked the button for me

Babes you should be following;:

edomson

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leuthros

What RP trends are you so over and can’t wait for it to die

@leuthros / munday meme / accepting

Leave it to you to hunt down the salt-related questions in that meme, really. It’s as if you already perfectly know what sustains me (despite me referencing salt in the tags, shh). ——I could cheat and mention two of, in my opinion, the worst RP ‘aesthetic’ trends, which would be numerous blockquotes in front of icons and multiple spaces in between words. Especially the latter, if it’s more than two? I’ll sigh. I mean people are entitled to do what they want, but long spaces like that have my brain take this pause as if there’s a period behind each word. I’m too old school for that type of stuff. But anyway, I’ll mention something else, a little more controversial (because you know me):

I hate how it seems to be a trend around here to want to label everything. And while a lot of it begins with stuff like sexuality, my primary issue lies with how a lot of people seem to want to put a sticker of a mental illness on their muse when there is often zero cause to. You almost get the feeling as if the only reason to do so is… simply they want to do so. So in that sense, I can’t help but say that it comes as if glorifying and romanticizing mental disabilities and/or illnesses and I’m not here for either. It’s all incredibly disrespectful, in my opinion. —It’s weird to call this an RP trend, but it truly is one, and a growing one at that (much to my dismay).

@fierccisms replied to your post: me: *sees people reblogging that netflix and run...

izzy will netflix and chill with her all day ;)))))

THE BEST GIRLFRIEND

leuthros replied to your post: me: *sees people reblogging that netflix and run...

clary: do you even know what netflix is?

sera: is it not the device you put the movies in to watch on the television??

leuthros replied to your post: Alec and Magnus having to take care of Jace and...

wow ok

“you’re impulsive. i’m impulsive. it’s only wise to assign them as the kid’s guardian. or else the clave would be the one to deal with them.”

     he’s knelt down on the ground, fingers pushing away some of the dirt and he turns to look at the young woman -- an expression of pure belief in his eyes,

          ❛  ----  yeah, little GREEN aliens. ❜

@leuthros  ❤ ‘d for a canon dialogue starter!!!

I'm using one of your themes (Leuthros) and I noticed that video posts don't have the description / text added to it, it's just the video. Is there a way I can change that, or maybe some additional code that can be added to fix the issue? I'd hate to have to find a new code D:

My apologies for posting this publicly, but I wanted to address this with the fix for anyone who may be using that same theme and has edited it a fair bit, which would make re-copying the entire code over a bit of a hazard. First off, I have no single clue how I missed this in all of the time that theme’s been released, but gosh, apparently I really did overlook that error! Okay, so, while the theme’s code (and Khruseos as well, respectively) on Pastebin has been updated with the fix, here’s what you need to change if you want to implement the fix manually:

Do a search for  and you should see the following in the HTML:

{block:Video}

{Video-400}{block:Caption}{Caption}{/block:Caption}

class=“video-container”>{/block:Video}

Simply replace that entire bit, with this:

{block:Video}

{Video-400}

class=“video-container”>{block:Caption}{Caption}{/block:Caption}{/block:Video}

And all should be fixed, it was mainly an error in div order! Again, you have my apologies for the inconvenience this might’ve caused! And I hope you have a wonderful day/evening/night!

     so here’s a list of what i currently (still) have in my drafts; please let me know if you’re no longer interested in this thread, because otherwise i will keep it (& hopefully reply soonish):

@argentelectrum (daddy day care [AJ verse], an effort is made [more than a ghost verse]) @myricds (first contact @leuthros) @darkesthowl (night terrors) @inthequiver (jace in hell verse)

if you’re waiting for a reply from me and you are not in this list, please let me know!

— 8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !!

( repost, don’t reblog. )

ONE ( NAME / ALIAS ): Shae. TWO ( BIRTHDAY ):  29th October. THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ): Scorpio. FOUR ( HEIGHT ): 5ft 7in (ish). FIVE ( HOBBIES ):  Writing, reading, cooking, singing. SIX ( FAVOURITE COLOUR(S) ): #095706 (Today it’s deep Emerald). SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ): TSC, Amita Blake Series, Outlander, Morganville Vampires, Harry Potter Series, The Hunger Games Trilogy... (there are way more). EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO: ): It Must Have Been Love - Roxette. NINE ( LAST FILM WATCHED ): Mamma Mia: Here We Go Again. TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ): I’m not even gonna lie -- I used to write Lucifer in the SPN fandom for about a year and a bit?? Upon leaving the fandom I found that I kept wanting to go back to Lucifer as a muse, until Sae and I were talking about Valentine one day and then the similarities in the two were mentioned. Valentine is such an easily overlooked character, simply because people pen him off as being evil for the sake of being evil, which isn’t the case at all -- I love how deep his thoughts, feelings and personal history go and play into the villain that he becomes as we come to know him in the TMI books. I love that there is more to Valentine than just a twisted character and I thoroughly enjoy writing him and exploring all the other aspects of him that others don’t necessarily consider. I feel like he is the one muse I have been waiting to write since the very moment I signed up to this hellsite. ELEVEN ( DREAM JOB ): I have never had a clue about what I’ve wanted to do with my life -- originally I had wanted to become an author but I’ve kind of let that slide in the face of roleplaying. Ideally I should have gone to college to learn something that could have taken me into a well paid job but I honestly hated the pettiness of school but loved learning and so instead I ended up working in a Jewellers. That is by no means the job I want to continue for the rest of my life. I’ve also been a Carer and worked in the most random Customer Sales job I could have doing loans, cashing checks and whatnot. More recently I’ve realised how much I enjoy being on the computer, helping to make things visually appealing. I’m not sure it will lead me to a batter career (not unless I want to spend £9K and go to college for two years straight with no financial income, which as you can imagine, isn’t ideal). TLDR: I haven’t got a bloody clue. TWELVE ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ): Deus id Vult is a variant of the saying Deus Vult, meaning 'God wills it'. It is a Catholic phrase specifically associated with the First Crusade -- it is also one of Valentine's personal motto's.

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