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                 — vampire mojo strikes again !

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         her thumb is continuously rubbing her index finger. was she nervous? perhaps. eyebrows knit together when he starts talking, then stops… hm. this wasn’t making her any less uneasy. what could he possibly want to ask her? violet is kind of at a loss here. the girl just wants to go home, her mother is probably wondering where she is. 

         oh. well, what else can she say but shoot away. if she says it faster he might stop staring like that. “ohhhhh - kay? go ahead.” uh oh, maybe someone did see her that day. god, she really needs to stop doing that in public. it’s not her fault that boredom gets to her… but it is risky and dumb. the girl is even more nervous than before. god, please don’t be what she thinks it is. she’d probably die on the spot.

           He hadn't planned this far ahead.  Actually, he hadn't really planned much of anything at all, so as she urged him to go ahead and ask her, Simon found himself staring at her a little bit like a deer in headlights.  It wasn't completely stupid to feel as nervous as he felt, this wasn't just any question.  He was literally asking somebody if they'd turned invisible, and while it shouldn't have been completely farfetched given what he was, he knew that the second she denied it, he was gonna sound completely nuts.  But maybe she wouldn't.  Maybe she wouldn't deny it at all.

          "Right," he started, clearing his throat and straightening up just a little bit as though preparing himself for whatever might come next.  "So I ... thought I saw something the other day.  Something you maybe ... you know ... did?"  Oh god, where was he going with this?  Was this even the right way to do this?

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@fleshpierced - SC

He wasn't completely clueless about her.  Simon hadn't strictly said anything, but when you had the hearing of a vampire, you tended to notice when somebody's heart wasn't beating.  Because if there was anything you just constantly aware of it, it was that.  "Okay, but I have to ask ..."  Simon paused, almost dramatically, as though he were about to ask the most serious question in the entire universe.  "What do you get if you cross a vampire with a laptop?"

Oh yeah.  He still had it.

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@ravagerbled - SC

"Now, I know you aren't looking for me," he quipped, grinning up at Alec like an idiot from where he was sat there in the Hunter's Moon.  Only it wasn't Alec.  Okay, in Simon's defense, he didn't really know Alec all that well.  The guy didn't like him, he didn't even pretend to like him (or pretend to hate him like Jace did).  And, oh, there was also the fact that this guy was literally Alec's twin or something.  How was he ever gonna know?  "Although I would honestly be so flattered, like ... what did I do to finally get into Alec Lightwood's graces?"

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He had gotten the impression the daylighter was still soft, still likely to take offenses to heart–but then, what ground does a Seelie have to judge another for holding a grudge? He supposes it will, in time, blow over, or else come to a blow of vengeance, as all woes and grievances ever do. Meliorn holds up his hands, a mock of innocence, his face far kinder than anything his hands have done,

“Then you should know that I would do you no harm, Daylighter.” He says it, enjoying the irony of the thing. Truly, the one who placed the mark knows better than most not to test it. He had never seen a Mark of Cain in action, but stories were enough to chill a young faerie, hanging on every word of his elders as he learned of what things faerie magic could do, to what lengths it could go.  “You might thank My Lady for her gift. I understand you have quite a target on your back.” 

No harm.  No harm, his ass.  The sense of bitterness Simon felt in response to that casual statement was clear in the Daylighter's features, in the way he carried himself.  He was practically oozing it.  And the worst part of it all was the fact that he was right.  He would do him no harm because he couldn't do him any harm.  Normally, he should have been thrilled about that kind of thing, but there was nothing to be thrilled about.  There was nothing thrilling about watching somebody literally being blasted off of their feet and pummeling into a brick wall so hard that their bones snapped.  There was nothing thrilling about people getting hurt.

"Listen, if I'd wanted the almighty gift to send people to the emergency room, then I would've gotten it on my terms," he shot back.  And that statement alone suggested that he didn't want it at all, that he never would want it.  Simon didn't want to hurt anybody, even when they were people who had it in for him, who wanted to hurt him.  "Last I checked, I didn't ask for you people to kidnap my girlfriend or tie me up in your freaky torture vines.  But, I mean ... I guess you don't care, do you?  You just do whatever she says.  She says jump, you ask how high."

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Sorry I’ve been quiet, I got some CRAZYYY NEWSSSS and my head has been totally in the clouds.  Good news, so don’t worry!  I’ll be around tomorrow, for sure. =D

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It’s a long, long lane that has no turning ~ and it’s a fire that always keeps on burning ~ mister devil down below, pitchfork in his hand ~ and that’s where you are going to go ~ do you understand ?  You go away, stay for weeks~ on your doggone spree ~ come back home, get in my bed ~ and turn your back on me ?

                                      Devil’s gonna git you ~ Devil’s gonna git you ~                             Oh, the devil’s gonna git you ~ Just as sure as you’s born ~

                                                 credit goes to: @mieczlw

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          ——————- the  only   n o r m a l one  is  jack-jack  ,  and  he’s  not  even  toilet  trained  !

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okay so I was totally trash last time I did this and imma try again aslfjhalsf

LIKE FOR A STARTER! 8D

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   i’d do ANYTHING for family.

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Guys I’ve been stuck at the DMV for almost two hours, send help ;; Really though, send me some stuff to answer when I get home later!!

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@swieslw - SC

    “Listen, I mean, I know he has stuff to do,” he continued, because he’d been rambling to this poor kid he’d never met before for what felt like ten minutes.  It’d probably been like thirty seconds.  “But this is super important, like ... potentially life or death.  I mean, it might not be.  But also ... it definitely probably might be.”

He paused, staring at him as though it were suddenly sinking in that he had NO idea who said kid even was.  He’d been to Magnus’ place before, of course, but he’d never seen this guy here.  “... Uh, also, I’m Simon.  Yo,” he added, accompanying the greeted with a little wave of the fingers and a crooked smile.

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@beastmade​ - SC

So much had happened, and all at once.  Maia.  His sister.  His mom.

Clary.

To be honest, Simon didn’t know how many hours had passed him by since the explosion that would make this night impossible to forget for all of the worst reasons.  There he was, thinking Clary would always be there at his side and although that had proven to change in so many ways ever since they’d starting drifted into separate worlds entirely, this was different.  This was permanent.

He’d thought about texting Maia, but she’d wanted space.  He was determined to respect that, however much he was hurting.  And then, there was suddenly only one person he really, genuinely wanted to see in that moment, which was why he was stood there on Luke’s doorstep, knocking on the door and staring at the wooden surface with a look that was practically glazed over.