Since this seems to be the only way to talk to you,if our messages are being constantly eaten.
Do you want to rp, an get a thread going?
Yes, i’d love to roleplay with you. i miss you
Isaac held onto him the best he could, wincing and getting blood on his shirt as he did.
Sebastian didn’t mind the blood, it wouldn’t be the first time today he were covered in blood “just don’t close your eyes you might get flight sick “
Clarissa licked her lips before speaking. “There’s nothing you can do about it, though. I made my choice, I’m living with it, and I don’t mind. Not anymore.” She shrugged, resting her head on his shoulder.
"and that’s what’s frustrates me, that i can’t do anything to save you" he said simply while holding her closer as if someone were going to take her from him any second
"I don’t care,” Isaac growled, “Take me to Deaton, I think I’ll live with flying. The stab wound that isn’t healing? Not so much.”
he rolled his eyes and a set of big black wings unfolded on his back, they started moving lifting both himself and Isaac of of the ground.
"Then what? what would happen little princess if there were somebody out there who loved me?" he stepped closer to her "Life is not about love, and you know that just as well as i do, it’s about winning"
She smirked at his words, unafraid “Money does not secure loyalty, and neither does fear” after all the betrayal she had seen, she was well aware of that “There will always be someone paying more, or someone who might seem stronger, only love can secure loyalty and that is the reason why it’s dangerous” and ill advised if she would repeat her mother’s words.
"I’m not talking about money" he had all the money he could possibly need, the Morgenstern heir, but he had a thing against spending them "i’m talking about Magic little princess." and then he decided to change the topic no need to show her all his cards. "Want to know why i don’t force you to do as i say?"
Isaac growled when he kissed him, “There’s a vet in Beacon Hills with my medical history, take me there.”
"We’re far from Beacon hills and you don’t like when i fly with you" he pointed out making sure his grip on Isaac were secure so he wouldn’t drop him
"Seb, if I have to go there, I’ll go. As long as you’re able to get out and take care of our kid, I don’t worry about anything else. I’ve had my time with you, and I’ll enjoy the rest of it the most I can, until that day comes, if it does at all. I don’t regret this, although I know I should."
he shook his head slowly “i don’t want to see you turn into a demon though Clary” it was how they all ended after to much time in hell everyone gave into the pain and anger, soon they’d start to deform and end up as a lesser demon, unless they had been truly evil in life, then they were given greater demon status
"Shut up," Isaac growled, breathing heavily, "In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not fat anymore," he said clutching his stomach, "He was born two days ago, congrats, you’re a father."
"i’m gonna take it that the reason your snapping at me is because your in pain" he said simply and leaned in pressing a kiss to Isaac’s forehead before picking him off of the ground "let’s get you help"