darkstcr:

UPDATE: After toying around with the decision of making an OC or completely redoing Alec, you can find my new Alec here if you’re interested.  As such, I’m going to be archiving this blog.

What if, despite my months long absence, archived and completely restarted?  I miss Alec and the fandom ---- even if I don’t know much of where the rp side has gone.  Who’s all even still here?

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magikveined:

        His lack of tact had landed Alec into numerous precarious ( read: awkward ) situations     before, more than he had time to count, so naturally he was a bit concerned at first that     he’d actually offended his neighbor.  “He looks like a happy cat ---” as if it could amend     whatever negativity between them, as if the lingering hint of a smile and appeasing the     cat with petting could absolve him “---- even named Chairman Meow.”

warstopper:

        So much had changed within the Shadow World, so much had happened, that it would     have been concerning had she not needed time to adjust ( Angel knew he needed time to     screw his own head back on ).  “She’s a brave woman.” That much he could concede ----     especially since she was one who was ready to right her own sins.  “I don’t doubt this is     something she can handle.”

        With her inquiry he raised his brows, curious, but if not a bit apprehensive.  There was a     lot still to talk of, to plan, to move forward to, and Clary was a newcomer, yes, but one who     never failed to continually surprise him.  Good and bad.  “----  Ask me what?”

gingerunes:

        “If he’d answer his phone or send a simple text this wouldn’t be an issue.”  What if?       Such a question winds itself around him, ensnares him, and clings.  It suffocates him,     a snake constricting his chest, pulling a breath at a time just as his inactive phone has     trapped his attention.  A tenacious and painful hold, and still his eyes flicker up to her.       She’s right; he’s Magnus.  There’s no way he’d fall without first raising Hell.  And yet the     concern lingers, the fear grips him, and a slight annoyance at his apparent incapability of     indicating whether he’s to be late or that whatever he’d been doing may have gone downhill     ---- which brings him back to that very question of what if?  “He seems to have this notion     that, yes, he’s immortal, but that doesn’t make him invincible.”

ofdemonicmagic:

        He wasn’t going to admit it then, not with such a pressing matter at hand, but he’d     concur that the kiss had ended far too soon ( and, frankly, if Magnus was going to use     this as a tactic to silence him, perhaps he should speak out more ---- call it reinforcement ).       But still a smile danced upon his lips, perhaps a bit of the residual high from the kiss, perhaps     amusement of a sort, or even fondness.

        “I’ll be fine, and you are that bad ----” maybe it was time to test that theory, “---- and I     can prove it to you.”  Although he’d be lying if he argued it wasn’t from listening attentively     to each of those instances, of each memory that echoed through his ears, and of their     translation when he watched Magnus.  When the blue flickered at his fingertips and leaped     ( how enchanting he was with and without magic ).  “What were we watching last night?       Harry Potter?  It’s the one with the snake ----”

hisloyaltyistome:

        “It’d be a bit dramatic even for you.”  Why was it that, with Alec’s life, the resolution of     one dilemma always presented him with yet another?  Why, oh, why couldn’t the Angel for     once grace the young Nephilim with a break from these perpetual troubles?  But alas, such     was his life, and there was little he could apparently do to sway Raziel’s resolve of consistently     trying him and his patience.  “Fine.  One more -----”  a small token he would allow, if only to     keep Magnus from pouting further and ease the transition, “---- if we can watch Spiderman.”

I have a long work week ahead, so I have what I owe queued ( and I’m going to put a few more things in there ).  I may also post a few memes to add throughout the rest of the day, but, in the meantime, you should come plot with me on my other son.