Emma Carstairs

As long as you exist and I exist, I will love you @seraphicaee. |Parody | RP21+ | TDA | TMI | #Cᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛ|

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

Nobody calls me 'blondie' and keeps their kneecaps.

TDA | TMI | RP21+ | Cortana's chosen warrior | Abhors coffee and video games | Dark/mature themes | Crossover/OC friendly | SLs/banter

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- smile.

“Nothing.”

Tapping at my temple with the tip of my index finger.

“All empty up here.”

Not really a lie since I remained idealess. To mention my desire would only see said responsibilities rush at us sooner and I still didn't want that.

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

[Words the inspiration for a grin of my own. Nimble fingers reaching for his paint splattered hand, the sea glass bracelet on his wrist moving with the motion.]

Come on you. It's not breakfast time.

[Footfalls leading us both towards the exit, intending to reacquaint the --

[─ ; Blackthorn, Julian @seraphicaee]

Lower lip jutting in a sad pout as he stared in her eyes for a moment longer. Then, head dropped down in defeat.

"You've got yourself a deal."

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee The one time I actively sought out a spontaneous idea was the one time my mind decided to fail me, leaving me empty handed. I'd apparently used up my fun quota for the day.

Pulled from my self reprimand by Julian's question, I shook my head lightly and offered a small --

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- absentmindedly through the Shadowhunter Codex until sleep called to me.

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

[Once Julian had left a bedroom, I hastily dressed in ripped jeans, not a fashion statement, they were simply that worn, and a gray tank top.
Running a brush through golden locks prior to slipping into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

All done just before Julian's voice --

[─ ; Blackthorn, Julian @seraphicaee]

Kitch was the first stop. The plate joined the others in the sink. The bedroom was the second. Grabbing a wallet and he was ready to go.

In less than 10 minutes, Julian was in front of Emma's room. "Are you done?"

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- I could deny any of them.

“Okay.”

Stepping back to give him a clear path to the bedroom door.

“But for the record, I can rest just fine with you here too.”

Latter uttered with a smile, prior to situating myself back on the bed, intending to once again flip --

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- ready for Julian or myself to face it just yet, my mind desperately searching for a way to stall the inevitable.

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- those memories that stuck out, even in years to come, the smile it encouraged never once wavering.

After we'd finished cleaning up the rest of the mess, I remained kneeling on the floor. Knowing that responsibilities lay just beyond a bedroom door and I wasn't quite --

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- rushed off before that. You pushed me away and I let you, when I should have dug in my heels and been nothing but stubborn.

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- back in and ruin our peace.

“You can't escape me that easily, Blackthorn.”

Hands raise to cover his at my cheeks. Sobering, if only for a moment, needing to apologize for my own rash behavior.

“I'm sorry that I rushed off back at the warehouse, actually I'm sorry I --

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- on my tongue when his lips found mine. Startled somewhat by the emboldened display for him. Hands rose, clinging to the front of his shirt, grounding myself in the moment while tasting the forbidden. Knowing at this moment that I would never be able to give him up.

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee Time seemed to momentarily stand still following a silent declaration. Uncertain what I was meant to say or do now. Confessions didn't change circumstances, they only reinforced them.

Lips parted, preparing to plead with Julian to say something, anything, a plea that died --

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- had shown nothing but strength in his confession, a strength I didn't possess. I still clung to the fear of what honesty spoken allowed would bring. So instead I moved my index finger across his forearm; I-l-o-v-e-y-o-u. Revealing my truth in the only other way I knew how.

[Emma Carstairs @ZealousSatire]

@seraphicaee -- back to the way things were. Though we had already attempted to live our lie and look where that got us.

Stepping from the bed, I did what I had initially wanted to do and closed the space between us.

“I don't hate you, I couldn't hate you even if I wanted to.”

Julian --