silver rimmed

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TID Appreciation Week:  Favorite Book; Clockwork Princess

  Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.” “There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.” Will tightened his grip on Jem’s hand, which felt thin as twigs in his. “Well, then,” he said, through a tight throat, “since you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.” Jem smiled at him, that smile that had always, even on Will’s blackest days, eased his mind. “I think there is hope for you yet, Will Herondale.

Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.”

“There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.”

Will tightened his grip on Jem’s hand, which felt thin as twigs in his. “Well, then,” he said, through a tight throat, “since you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.” 
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

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Silverflint Pacific Rim AU
(blame @captain-flint / @candlewinds’ post and @old-long-john’s edit)

When Thomas was taken we were still connected. I felt his fear, his pain, his helplessness, and then… he was gone. I felt it. I know. You know, you live in someone else's head for so long, the hardest part to deal with is the silence. To let someone else in, to really connect, you have to trust them. And today the Drift was strong.

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Black Sails Pacific Rim AU: Flint is a Jaeger pilot. Thomas was his partner, until he was ripped out and killed during an attack. Scarred and traumatised, Flint has retired from fighting, but when he is reluctantly pulled back in he meets Silver. Silver lost a leg during a Kaiju attack as a kid, and nobody thought a one-legged man would be strong enough to pilot a Jaeger, but he is determined to prove them all wrong. During combat training he finally gets his chance when he’s the only one who can beat Flint in a fight, and it’s instantly clear they share a connection. They’re drift compatible, and together they’re invincible.  


Inspired by this awesome post! :)

aesthetic: William Herondale & James Carstairs

“I am not alone,” he said. “Wherever we are, we are as one.”
Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, as clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.”
“There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other.                   “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.”-
Clockwork Princess @cassandraclare 


[“He is half of my soul, ad the poets say”-The Song of Achilles (Madeline Miller)]

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The Shadowhunter Chronicles Network: Team Carstairs
↳ Challenge #3: Favorite Parabatai

Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.”

“There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.”

Make Me Choose:

dumbvibe asked: Heronstairs or Jalec

Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.”
“There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.”

Slytherin aesthetic

Frustration over a person no one can have. Sketchy eyes. Amused smirks. Looking fine but holding back tears. A game only one would understand. Black cat curled up beside legs. Silver snakes rimming a charcoal stained building. Warm feet, cold body. Hungry kisses. Colorful hair. Bets one would carry out because someone said they couldn’t. Only actually liking a few people. Tapestries hanging above messy beds. Tangled in the arms of a person no one trusts.

Forget About the Boy

@keepupwithmylove

It was rent day, or maybe it wasn’t. Maybe there were complaints, maybe there weren’t. The point was, Rob was called in to find out what was going on in Apartment 125. No mail came, no newspapers, not even anyone coming out to drop off garbage or get groceries. Electricity had been limited in use in Room 125, as had water. 

When Rob opened the door, he would see a strange, almost surreal scene. A boy–late teens, early twenties–thin to an almost anorexic degree, fluffy black hair with big silver-rimmed glasses, sat on a sleeping bag on top of a mattress on the edge of the room, washable paint dried into long, complex designs that spread across the floor and wall, arcane symbols. A bottle of water sat just outside the designs. On the door opening, the boy would clutch his stuffed animal–a dragon, on closer inspection–to his chest, pulling his knees up to protect himself, exposing up to his shins in the process. He wore a greyish hoodie that smelt of nicotine and murky water over dinosaur pajamas that were maybe four sizes too small for him, the kind of clothes you outgrow both mentally and physically around fourth grade. 

“Are you my Daddy?”

Feral states in all the orientations are displayed differently.
In Alphas the iris turns a dark red color and the pupil thins to a slit.
In Betas the iris turns a solid yellow/green color. In Omegas however, the iris turns a light silver color rimmed with red or brown and the pupil thins to a slit.
Some people believe that the white of the eye also darkens or has the appearance of turning black, however this has not been scientifically observed or proven.