alec :
@trescharmant , “ no one made me. i made me. “
there was a lot to admire about philippe de lorraine. the way he seemed to COMMAND A ROOM being among them. it was the first thing alec had noticed about him. all eyes had gravitated towards the blonde designer moments before they first met, his own gaze following suit and unable to waver. at the time it seemed a miracle that alec was the face philippe chose amongst a crowd. they haven’t known each other long and yet he cannot already imagine life without the other in it, in any capacity. friend, lover, perhaps more. their relationship still evolving with alec eager to see where it will end up.
the party of one of philippe’s designer friends continues inside, whilst they have made their way out onto a balcony. conversation between them far easier than it was with anyone else. words fall like breath. if the other requested that alec lay his soul bare, he would. it was both exhilarating and terrifying knowing what power philippe was gaining over him. things were light and flirtatious for awhile. their fingertips ending up intertwined between sentences. then the conversation took a turn towards something more serious. FAMILY & PERSONAL HISTORY [ … ] the lightwoods were anything but perfect, but alec knew his family would always have his back. even through the rough patches. when asked about his family, it didn’t seem like philippe shared that same sentiment.
the question already lingers in the air. it was too late to take it back, but he wishes that he could. maybe this was all too soon? perhaps they should keep things between them light. maybe this would never go BEYOND FLIRTATION, even if he wanted it to. alec is patient and when answer is given, doesn’t even think to push for elaboration. it wasn’t his business, right? “ i’m sorry i shouldn’t have asked. “ the hand that doesn’t continue to hold onto philippe’s runs through raven locks, shaking his hair nervously. “ that is one of the things that i admire and noticed about you. your strength. not everyone has it. and, you know, i like who you are. who you’ve made yourself to be. a lot. “
philippe had dreamt about having alec lightwood on his arm at that event for weeks and that was one strange notion considering the artist’s personality. he was the type of man who never needed anyone by his side. having to share any of his prestige and spotlight did not seem appealing when you worked that hard your entire life, all by yourself, to get exactly at the impressive place where you find yourself right now, a place where a skinny blond teenager from the north of france would never get to. but with that american boy, his heart had chosen to work on his own accord. for once, someone’s company had become more valuable than being well-liked and respected for his work, for once getting to know someone and becoming close to him, seem to be like the biggest dream philippe would ever achieve. ❝ oh, please! you’re allowed to ask me whatever you like. i just … ❞ there was a lingering sigh, thumb rubbing the back of alec’s hand as his free arm was placed against the balcony.
❝ i’m afraid i don’t have any beautiful stories to tell you. ❞ he confesses at last. cerulean hues would forever stare at alec with warmth. philippe would always have a sort of understanding and patience towards the other that no one else could ever have from him. ❝ i became a designer all by myself. i got to paris seven years ago with a slot at la sorbonne and twenty euros in my pocket. i guess you’re right when you say i’m strong. but i didn’t have any other choice. ❞ it warmed his heart, knowing that a man like alec admired him. not in the way he constantly starved on, not for power or influence. but because his affection was already precious to him. ❝ you’re special, alec lightwood. i never tell anyone such thing. but you? i think i could spill my heart out to you right now, and i’d even thank you for that. ❞
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𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙 :
stomach feels as if a marching band is using his insides for practice. sometimes tongue gets away from him and moments that should be KEPT SILENT are replaced with embarrassing remarks. THIS WAS OVERSHARING [ … ] but he couldn’t exactly help it. philippe makes his mind a little fuzzy and alex was attempting to hint at something. trying to be smooth instead of forthright with his feelings. saying ‘hey i would actually like to share this metaphorical bed with you’ probably wouldn’t come off as romantic as it sounded in his head. bottom lip is scraped against top teeth as the other continues to keep attention elsewhere. drumstick is twirled between fingertips, gaze looking from lap to peer at the handsome guy in front of him. the movement of hand stopping at other’s admittance to never having been on a date before. alex almost didn’t believe it. not that there was anything wrong with it, just … philippe was daydream and thought consuming handsome. “ you think i’m cool? “ boyish smile cracks along expression. not the most important thing here, alex. “ i mean, no one is just ONE THING and i happen to find art pretty cool. i could never draw like you do. “ the blonde inches forward some in his chair. “ i’m not really … EXPERIENCED in the dating department either. no uh hot boyfriends here, but maybe there could be… i mean if you wanted to uh … you know go on a date with me? don’t feel pressured or anything. i just would like to get to know you better. “
it was surreal to think that alex mercer even knew that he existed. he was the drummer of sunset curve, and well-liked by almost everyone in that school. philippe wasn’t that much of a loser not to know all of that, and not so stupid not to have been caught up with the gossip of alex being into boys. he once dated luke who was also in the band, didn’t he? maybe they were broken up, but that did not mean the frenchman ever thought he could ever have a chance. ❝ are you for real? this isn’t 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒐𝒌𝒆 for a tiktok prank, is it? ❞ cerulean hues dared to make eye contact at last. pencil resting against the notebook as philippe’s face lit up with the most genuine smile one could imagine. he was blushing, so much he could feel his cheeks burning red as he nodded in response. ❝ i’d love to go on a date with you. and get to know you a little better. i mean, don’t think i’m a loser … or a creep! ❞ he chuckled, going back on a few pages on his sketch book. ❝ but i once drew your band’s logo … and you playing the drums. because i think you look really handsome when you’re doing that. i mean, i can see how passionate you are about music. ❞
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( 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒃𝒐𝒙. ) // @druhmr : ❛ going out on a date is cool and all; but what about simply sharing a bed with someone, listening to music and discovering everything about one another, together. ❜
a timid chuckle escaped through the blond’s lips. a slight shake of head as philippe pondered if he should make up a story to seem cool enough, or if it’d be better to just tell alex the truth. the latter seemed to be the most reasonable choice and won over the other. ❝ both things sound really cool. amazing, even. ❞ there was a light shrug as he attempted to focus on his sketch for a moment, black lead nervously scratching against the paper while he avoided making eye contact. philippe knew that if he stared at alex for too, he’d awkwardly blush and give away how attractive he thought he was. ❝ i’ve never been on a date before. nor have i ever been that close to anybody … not even with a friend. cool boys in bands are the ones who get the hot boyfriends and the cute girls like clara parker to hang out with. i’m just an artsy nerd. ❞
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( * &. – MORE POPULAR TEXT POSTS.
‘ i’m a snack but everyone seems to be on a diet. ’
‘ i’m gonna replace every bone in my body with a knife, if someone punches me they’re in for a surprise (the knife) ’
‘ let me just flirt with you and be a brat and send you cute half nudes. ’
‘ blue-flavored candy is always the best flavor of candy like what the fuck. blue raspberries aren’t even a thing. we are literally eating the color blue as a flavor and it’s fucking magical. ’
‘ touch id is pissing me off. ‘try again’ the fuck? it’s me with a lil chicken grease. ’
‘ call me in the middle of the night and tell me you can’t sleep without me. ’
‘ healthy relationships with fathers? sounds fake. ’
‘ me to my alarm in the morning: i was literally sleeping but go off i guess. ’
‘ do i blame my zodiac sign or my childhood traumas or both ’
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‘ i’m so lucky to have gotten to watch you grow so much this past year. i’m so proud of you. ’
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‘ there is no reason not to love with you whole heart. ’
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‘ to quote hamlet act iii scene iii line 92, ‘no’. ’
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‘ it’s you. it will always be you. ’
‘ why do tattoos cost so much? i’m paying you to injure me. ’
‘ thank you for being the biggest light in my life and saving me from the darkness. ’
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( @forsakefate ) 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔
❝ yeah, thanks. i’m glad you like it. it’s only a sketch, though. ❞ philippe had always found it difficult, being kind towards people of his own gender. he only tended to be nice to girls, the ones he found the prettiest, mainly. he was also nice to models who worked for his company, because he knew the industry treated them like shit. but there was something about the men he knew to be more attractive than him, that made them beyond unlikeable to the blond, even if they were lovely enough to compliment his art work. that’s why those handsome features and soft voice were unable to unfreeze that cold heart his. all the guy got was a smirk, philippe did not even look at him directly. he was too handsome. that was annoying as fuck. ❝ it’s for my next summer collection. ❞ he shrugged, as the tip of his pencil continued to scratch against the thick paper. hopefully that conversation would die down before it even started.
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( 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒃𝒐𝒙. ) // @lucarus : ❛ you are fearless in a way, i shall never know. ❜
❝ it’s not a matter of being fearless, lu. ❞ afterall, fear means nothing when a loved one is endangered the way luciana was. chasing after a dream was one thing, and being naturally talented as she was, philippe would always do everything in his power to support her. another thing was allowing for powerful people to use her dream against her and crush her spirit. ❝ but do you even see what they are doing to you? 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒕. it’s 2021. how come they dare asking of an actress to change her body for a role? acting is about art, is about being gifted … and you are! you don’t need any of that. ❞ one artist tells the other while gesticulating and walking back and forth in that room, just as the blond always did whenever he was upset. ❝ what do you say we launch a collection together? we can totally do this, lu! that will save you time and will make us money until you get a role that is worthy of you. ❞
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𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 :
𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛 ; the worry for his boyfriend’s health precedes any eagerness to show him every inch of the city. isabelle and the rest of the family were also anxious to finally meet him. since the moment he left france , alec had not been able to talk about much else but the man attached to his hip. ‘ i’m pretty sure you could take on the world and CONQUER ANYTHING , even without me by your side. ‘ that is one thing he always admired about the other his courage. an arm is wrapped around his boyfriend’s waist , pulling him as close as is able , while they walk towards the pick-up area of the airport. several taxi’s wait for passengers to fill them and so alec guides philippe and himself towards one. ‘ as you wish. today is all about you , my love. i know what you mean about not being able to sleep. the bed seemed TOO EMPTY . i missed your smell. ‘ last part is whispered towards lover just before he pulls away and opens the taxi door for him. ‘ lucky for you , we’re not going to be living that far away , so we’ll be in bed in no time. ‘
❝ well, you’re not wrong, alexander. maybe i could. but the thing is, nothing i could ever conquer on my own would be worth it without you in my life. ❞ a brilliant and selfish artist only ever cared about personal achievements, glory, money and fame. how worthless all of that seemed after he got to experience what true love is. he was ready to live an anonymous life in new york city, completely aware that there was a great chance his career would die in france. it was though. 𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓 in spite of being exhausted and jet lagged. ❝ i missed your smell too. and your warmth. ❞ head falls against alec’s shoulder the moment they get inside the taxi. heartbeat racing as if on their first date as cerulean hues gaze sweetly into his lover’s eyes, a kind of softness only he would ever get from philippe. ❝ i thought about you in my arms every night before falling asleep. but you always feel more dreamful in person. ❞ a hopeless romantic when it came to that man, that side of the artist would forever be the same in alec’s presence. ❝ that’s why i’ll be glad to meet your family tomorrow ... but only tomorrow, mon ange. ❞
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𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 :
𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 . something companies loved to sell to uninformed suckers , like he used to be. this didn’t happen everyday. two souls that complimented each other so perfectly , actually finding one another. it never escaped him how LUCKY he was. answer to the other’s question had been so definite , because letting this go would make him an idiot. kiss is returned with passionate response. fingers glide softly along philippe’s sharp jawline , hand stopping to rest underneath his ear. he doesn’t go far whenever he pulls back. touch is too sweet and too desired to abandon completely just yet. ‘ i’ve been thinking about that IMPORTANT EVENT [ … ] probably a bit too much. ‘ laugh is breathless , caressing the other’s lips. ‘ are we making this A RACE ? see who is able to make this event happen first? i love a challenge. ‘
a competitive creature by nature, philippe couldn’t help but smirking against his lover’s lips once it was implied that there could be a sort of race to achieve their common goal. and truth be said, if there was a single person the artist wouldn’t mind losing to in this world, this person was alec. ❝ you are the love of my life, alexander. and the only one who can 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 and i’d thank you for it. but i’m not sure i can allow for you to win this time … even if there’s no way i could ever be losing by becoming your husband. ❞ sweet words came from plump lips with ease once cerulean hues were before ocean blue ones. ❝ i say, let the best man win. and you know, mon ange, that i don’t fight fair. ❞ there was a playful smirk along with a gentle nip to his boyfriend’s handsome cheekbone. ❝ one way or another, you’re mine, though. ❞
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THE VILLAGE (2004) SENTENCE STARTERS
❛ We came here to start anew. We are grateful for the time we have been given. ❜
❛ Everything need not be said with such drama. ❜
❛ It is a warning of doom to come. ❜
❛ Is it possible, in your haste, you have missed the simplest explanation? ❜
❛ Does anyone have further questions pertaining to our immediate doom? ❜
❛ That is the most I’ve heard you speak in many years combined. ❜
❛ I have great reverence for the word ‘love’. It should not be thrown about lightly. ❜
❛ It would be prudent to keep our deal a secret. Can you do that? ❜
❛ We ought not return right away. What shall we do with our stolen time? ❜
❛ Some people, just a handful mind you, give off the tiniest color. It’s faint, like a haze. ❜
❛ Sometimes we don’t do things we want to do, so that others won’t know we want to do them. ❜
❛ Society survives on greed, and desire. Its heart is fed by wants. It has no place for something so untradable and old fashioned as contentment. ❜
❛ There are secrets in every corner of this village. Do you not feel it? Do you not see it? ❜
❛ Are you okay? Your quiet is a different quiet than your usual quiet. ❜
❛ I think it is noble, but I do not this it is right. ❜
❛ May we stop speaking of this? It is putting knots in my stomach. ❜
❛ He’ll come back to make sure we’re safe. ❜
❛ Don’t let them in! ❜
❛ I myself wonder if this simple way of life can go on. If it was meant too… ❜
❛ You are fearless in a way, I shall never know. ❜
❛ How is it you are brave when all the rest of us shake in our boots? ❜
❛ I do not worry about what will happen. Only what needs to be done. ❜
❛ When we are married, will you dance with me? ❜
❛ Why can you not say what is in your head? ❜
❛ Why must you lead, when I want to lead? ❜
❛ If I want to dance, I will ask you to dance. If I want to speak, I will open my mouth and speak. ❜
❛ Everyone is forever plaguing me to speak further. Why? ❜
❛ What good is it to tell you, you are in my every thought from the time I wake? ❜
❛ What gain can rise from my telling you the only time I feel fear as others do is when I think of you in harm? ❜
❛ I fear for your safety before all others. ❜
❛ And yes I will dance with you on our wedding night. ❜
❛ Why must you lead, when I want to lead? If I want to dance, I will ask you to dance. If I want to speak, I will open my mouth and speak. Everyone is forever plaguing me to speak further. Why? What good is it to tell you, you are in my every thought from the time I wake? What good can come from my saying I sometimes cannot think clearly or do my work properly? What gain can rise from my telling you the only time I feel fear as others do is when I think of you in harm? I fear for your safety before all others. And yes I will dance with you on our wedding night. ❜
❛ One love to sacrifice another love is not right. ❜
❛ There is nothing you can do that would sacrifice my love for you. ❜
❛ It is amazing to witness which two people love chooses to unite. It follows no rules. ❜
❛ If he dies, all that is life to me will die with him. ❜
❛ Money can be a wicked thing. It can turn men’s hearts black…Good men’s hearts. ❜
❛ I tell you this, so you will understand some of the reasons for my actions and the actions of others. ❜
❛ You are a strong one. You lead when others would follow. You see light when there is only darkness. I trust you among all others. ❜
❛ Do your very best not to scream. ❜
❛ Do not be frightened. It is only farce. ❜
❛ There did exist rumors of creatures in these woods. ❜
❛ You are to tell no one in the towns where we are and return with haste. ❜
❛ Are you ready to take on this burden, which, by right, is yours and yours alone? ❜
❛ I am guilty. I made a decision of the heart. ❜
❛ It is too painful! I cannot bear it! ❜
❛ I hope I am always able to risk everything for the right and just cause. ❜
❛ If we did not make this decision - we could never again call ourselves innocent. ❜
❛ The world moves for love. It kneels before it in awe. ❜
❛ Do not pretend you do not feel it. There is something in these woods. It turns my stomach to rot. ❜
❛ It is for love that I am here! I beg you to let me pass! ❜
❛ His will to live is very strong. ❜
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𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒄 :
𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 , and it could very well be because he loved them. the desire to have a dog or even a cat of his own had always been there. had his parents allowed it , alec would have been a very PROUD PET OWNER right now. then he moved out … and life got in the way. it was alright though , because now he got to experience having his very first pet with the man that he cherished. ‘ inviting , huh? tell me more. ‘ a playful smirk is sent in the direction of his boyfriend as the blonde crosses the room. own smile deepens to reveal dimpled cheeks as other kisses him and pulls back. never would alec tire of RECEIVING OR GIVING kisses from and to philippe. ‘ our daughter , i still love the sound of that. maybe one day we’ll have one with a little less fur. ‘ a meow responds to that , as if céline understood. he gives her another scratch behind the ears. ‘ don’t worry. we’ll still SPOIL & LOVE YOU as much as we always have. my day was productive until this moment. perhaps céline could make room and you can sit and tell me about your day. ‘ palm taps against a free space on his thigh , but instead of moving , she stretches out further along his lap. a chuckle falls from his lips. ‘ or not. ‘
a family of his own had never been a dream of philippe until the day he met alec. the artist used to be quite self-absorbed. having success, money and fame were the only goals he’d ever be willing to achieve, and all of that seemed to be ridiculously tiny as enamored cerulean hues admired how graceful was a white cat stretching on the lap of the love of his life. ❝ i can’t think of a single creature who wouldn’t be captivated by the beauty of your light, alexander. you are what exists of most magnificent. ❞ he whispers to his boyfriend’s ear, placing yet another lingering kiss to his jaw. ❝ we can have 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉. we have an eternity for that. ❞ and the thought of raising kids of their own did not sound frightening or challenging, not while he had alexander by his side. philippe knew he could be his best whenever they were together, even if his best was being a mediocre father. there was an amused sigh as céline refused to make room for him to sit on alec’s lap. ❝ of all things, i never expected i’d have to share your attention with a girl. ❞ the blond laughs, capturing their daughter with caring hands before he found a room on his favorite seat, the warmth of alexander’s body. ❝ my day was boring until now. but i created a piece i actually think is good. ❞ he tells, fingertips scratching céline’s back while the other arm wraps itself around alec’s neck. ❝ new york isn’t that scary if i get to 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 every evening. ❞
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@trescharmant , *
a loud meow is followed by a pressure against his legs , the small creature demanding attention. ‘ céline … ‘ any argument from alec is cut off by another meow. it would only persist , so it was simply easier to give in. he lets out a small sigh before pushing back from the only desk in the apartment. a smile forming almost immediately as the fur ball immediately jumps up into his lap. fingers move through the silky fur lovingly , scratching behind her ear every so often. ‘ you’re just like your dad. I CANNOT SAY NO TO YOU . ‘ speaking of . . attention turns towards his boyfriend as the other walks in the room to the sight of céline curled up in his lap. ‘ someone demanded that i stop working. ‘
one heart that never easily softened was overflowing with endearment the moment cerulean hues found his beloved kitten on the lap of the man that he loved. truth be told, philippe detested whenever anyone else touched his céline, and he felt even more jealousy and hatred whenever any other creature came anywhere near his boyfriend. however, noticing that the only two creatures that he loved were actually fond of one another brought a sentiment of wholesomeness and joy to the artist’s soul. ❝ i apologize on behalf of céline. 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 for wanting your attention, though. everything about you is so … inviting. ❞ philippe places his jacket on the hanger before making his way towards where alec is sitting. genuine smile upon angelic features as he leans in, one kiss to plump lips as hand caresses the fur ball comfortably laying on his lap. ❝ bonjour, mon ange. hope you had a productive day until our daughter interrupted your work. ❞
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( 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕. ) // @haeretik : ❝ why don’t you just stay the night ? ❞
feeling welcome and wanted were sensations unknown to philippe. before meeting kai, all he was constantly gifted with was the pesky feeling that his presence was only required for as long as it was extremely necessary. ❝ are you sure about that? ❞ eyebrow arches while arms are crossed right around his chest. all he wanted to say was that he’d love to spend the night. why did he have to ruin every beautiful moment that they had? ❝ i mean, i want to stay … 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖. i just don’t want to let you get sick of me, kai. ❞ french accent becomes stronger whenever he’s nervous. philippe only wished he did not sound that stupid.
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marriage & family have consistently been a dream since childhood , appearing more and more like A REALITY with each passing moment he’s able to call philippe his. ‘ no , it isn’t lame. ‘ fingernails scratch at the back of his neck as a coy smile forms on countenance. ‘ well . . i’ve been telling people at work the same thing. ‘ even isabelle has made it clear that they both act as if they are married already. she’s teased him for not having asked the question already , but alec is nothing if not A PERFECTIONIST . the moment had to be just right and both men led such busy lives. when picturing the proposal , he could close his eyes and see them out on a balcony surrounded by roses with the sun setting in the background. it had been difficult lately to plan such an evening. ‘ marriage … to you , right? or marriage in general? ‘ cheeks begin to heat up. ‘ both are great. yeah , marriage is a great institution. ‘ smooth , very smooth … ‘ i mean i would be honored to be married to you. ‘
everything philippe wants, he gets. always the boy from a small town with the greatest ambitions, never had the artist possessed a dream as grand as making alexander lightwood his husband. working on his own talent and abilities day by day was something that depended on his efforts only. conquering a heart of gold as alec’s had to count with a blessing from god himself, a kind of grace philippe wasn’t entirely sure he deserved. yet considering his lover’s response and 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 on handsome features, a wedding was soon to unite their lives definitively. ❝ what a valious piece of information, mon ange. some important event might take place now that i have it in my hands. i shall work with that. ❞ the blond smirks, hand placed to alexander’s cheekbone before a loving kiss was bestowed upon his lips.
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𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚄𝚁: blood, freshly spilled, singing to eternally damned soul like a siren song before he’s even through the door. Body tenses reflexively, HUNGER burning in throat like an inferno begging to be quenched, but something stronger, colder, nauseating stills the primal hunger of the vampire before it can consume him. FEAR. Despite icy greeting he doesn’t retreat, but words and the sight before him are enough to halt him too. “ I’ve been trying to call you - you didn’t answer. ” Explanation offered for his presence lacks the snarling bite that rises to all others ( history of ostracism and scorn have made him a SORE recipient of disapproval and rejection ) and instead he is overcome with a stillness; grave and deadly, as eyes sweep over the battered lover’s ailments. “ Who did this to you ? Tell me and I’ll END them. ” And now the statuesque air about him shatters, unnatural speed takes him to the other’s side in an instant and an incensed urgency fuels his words as hands reach for his face. “ I can make it better —— I can heal you. ”
a heart that's been scarred for life should find no room for weakness. no one to ever cut it and mark it should be spared. kai was once the only person to conquer philippe’s reliance, a soul that attempted to survive while drowning in pain and anguish just like his own. and much more than just that, he was the man who he dared to fall in love with, the one he admitted desiring with every fiber of his being. he dreamed of building an entire life of pure joy by his side, one so different from the ones they knew thus far … yet the vampire chose to deceive him. kai was not around when philippe was humiliated and beaten, he did not honor 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎. trembling hands, covered in bruises engulf the ones placed to his cheekbones, holding them with every ounce of strength left in his aching form. but instead of pushing them away, they kept kai’s hands right where they were placed. ❝ louis and his friends were too drunk and too bored. i just wanted to see my grandma. i wasn’t welcome. ❞ if only the look in his eyes did not soften the moment kai’s cerulean’s hues were found, he could’ve been able to conceal how easy it was for the artist to forgive and forget when it came to the heretic, to the man that he loved. ❝ how? how can you do that, kai? it hurts all over. it hurts on the inside … it hurt when you didn’t come to find me. have you met someone else? ❞
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