#ClaryFray

[carmeeen-17]

Starving Nanny (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/366630759-starving-nanny?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=clary_fray91 Viviendo en Nueva York y financieramente inestable después de algunos eventos desafortunados, Clary Fray es la definición de una artista hambrienta. ¿Cambiará su suerte cuando se convierta en niñera de la hija de cinco años de Jace Herondale?

[charlotte-stant-romanzi-disney]

Fight Club

Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern only knew anger. It was a familiar emotion. Sometimes soothing. He was angry a lot. At his father. At mundanes. At Shadowhunters.

He had a heart made of thorns. An emptiness that dug into him like a beast. That devoured him.

He needed to vent his anger.

That's why when he saw Fight Club he decided what to do.

He didn't usually like mundane movies. He thought they were stupid, but he saw something in that movie.

A wink. A friend who knew him.

Jonathan had no friends. Aside from anger, if that was a friend.

He just needed to let all that anger out, before it made him explode. He could already feel his heart burning to ashes.

He swallowed.

He was a monster. He had been raised to be one. His blood was monstrous. He didn't deny it. He had come to terms with his cruelty.

The night air smelled metallic. It made his stomach churn.

He saw it by chance. A vampire following a mundane with black hair in a tight ponytail. He was staring at her with a hungry look. His anger rose again. He clenched his fists. This was his chance. His own personal Fight Club.

The vampire didn't notice him until he was on top of him. He slammed him to the ground.

The mundane ran away screaming.

It was a quick battle. Too quick.

The anger had been pushed back. He had no doubt it would return. It always did.

Jonathan walked down the cold street. Alone with his anger. Like he always did.

He needed another fight with Fight Club. Maybe he could get rid of the monster that was eating away at his heart.

[malec-damie-robsten]

[randomreadsbooklr]

AN UNHINGED RECAP OF CITY OF BONES

This video is ridiculously chaotic but so am I....and so is this book. Please support my re-entry into Booktube after a few years.

[lenadanaekyte]

Avatars (400x640) Katherine McNamara

[haikkatoscorner]

Re-reading City of Ashes

So, I'm re-reading City of Ashes, I had read them like almost 10yrs ago or so but I was a kid and didn't understand half of the things I had read.

Tell me why, in chapter 5, while Clary is thinking about how her mother was, she thinks, and I quote (sorry if anything isn't properly translated, I'm straight out translating it from my book in another language):

"But the Jocelyn that Amatis had met was the one who conspired against Valentine, that had set an alliance of nefilim and undergrounds that had destroyed the Circle and saved the Agreements. That Jocelyn would had never agreed to stay at home so calmly in that home and await while all of ther world was being shattered."

Okay, isn't that what that Jocelyn did? Literally stay at home while her whole world was being shattered?

[romancesimortais]

A história das Irmãs de ferro de Série ShadowHunters: Caçadores das Sombras

[colins-bridgerton]

clary fray meme:

1/10 episodes 1x01 the mortal cup

[byierficrecs]

❝ i do most of this (alone) ❞ author: @claryfrayed

link: archiveofourown.org/works/47316085

first part || personal blog || submit a story || support me on ko-fi 🍂

[loving-and-dreaming]

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[bylerween]

so since we can submit old byler halloween fics i’d like to request “a ghost never leaves a haunted house” by bluebears on ao3. i believe the username on tumblr is claryfrayed?!? it’s about ghosts and the upside down! very spooky!!!

Aaaahh thank you so much for sending in this older Byler Halloween fic rec, anon!!! This looks really good!!!

"a ghost never leaves a haunted house" by bluebears/@claryfrayed:

Heed the rating, any warnings, and tags on ao3 and go check this fic out!!! A perfect way to start October. 🎃😈

Just as a reminder, we are accepting recs AND self promo for any and all older Byler Halloween fics (that follow the rules of this event) up until the start of Bylerween Week. So please send more of these in, folks! We'd love to spread the love to some older, much-loved Halloween fics throughout the month! 🎃🦇🕸️🏚️

[storybook-tiles]

Writing Patterns

rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 (7 + 3 wips) posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

thank youu for the tag @loverslakes <3

when you kill the lights (and kiss my eyes)

Sarah tilts her head toward the sky, letting the cool morning breeze waft past her. The distant scent of freshly baked bread drifts by, making her glad that she ate before she left.

it’ll all work out

Nat rubs a thumb over the cuff of her leather jacket, staring into space as she waits. The pub chosen for tonight is dingy and packed to the brim. All those with nowhere else to go on New Year's gathered at shitty wooden tables that wobbles when any weight is placed on them.

the future’s unwritten (the past is a corridor)

The new house is too cold.

It’s a stupid thing to be stuck on given everything, but Mike can’t help it. It’s barely Fall, he’s already thrown on a hoodie, and it’s still not enough. It’s like you can’t go anywhere in the house without feeling like you’re outside.

hold me like a knife

Nat doesn’t know if she can bring herself to hate Misty.

The realization comes as quietly as the first few snowflakes in Winter. As unsurprising as the seasons changing—Winter to Spring to Summer to Fall. It’s the building feeling of dread in her stomach, the deck of cards being passed around the cabin. The hazy acid trip of a fire pit and a girl on the other side.

you start to kiss (and the record skips)

It starts the way it always does.

For a brief moment, there is only darkness. All Will can hear is the heavy breaths of his friends surrounding him–the murmur of the crowd. Will’s sweat-slick hands grip his bass guitar and he can’t help himself from glancing to his left where he knows Mike stands.

always in this twilight

Mike is beginning to realize there is no end to the shield that stretches around the clearing and he is starting to get desperate. Distantly he can hear the thudding steps of the massive Fang Dragon that has made himself the keeper of the surrounding area. Mike has no idea how much time he has left. All the knights the king had sent had reported being attacked and mauled before they even had the chance to think. Mike isn’t sure if it’s a curse or a blessing that he’s lasted this long without detection.

the only thing i’ve ever had any faith in

Mike hates this. He hates everything that has led up to this moment. Hates Creel for kickstarting the fucking apocalypse. Hates El for dumping him and Will for avoiding him like they hadn’t spent multiple days on end in a weed-filled pizza van together. He hates Eddie for dying without warning and he hates Dustin for snapping at him over it. He really hates the way his head hasn’t stopped pounding since they crossed state lines. But most of all he hates Nancy for the iron-tight grip she currently has on his arm as she drags him out of the house.

wip #1: the future’s unwritten (the past is a corridor) -> ch. 2

Mike’s breath strangles in his throat. His eyes dart around the room, searching wildly for any sign of Will. All is as it should be. Not even the curtains are moving. Mike hopes desperately that Will has left–flown through the wall and booked it down the hall.

wip #2: suburban legends

The clock ticks steadily as Shauna considers giving up on her homework altogether. Stupid Ms. Miller and her stupid fucking math problems and her inability to ever make sense when she teaches. Shauna’s head is swimming with numbers that don’t fit together and honestly, at this point, she doesn’t think that there’s much else she can do.

wip #3: there is love that doesn’t have a place to rest

Mike doesn’t know how long he’s been walking for. An hour? Five? All he knows is the crunch of his boots over the caked-in snow and the sting of his cheeks in the cool air.

no pressure tags: @booksandpaperss @suzieburself @snowangeldotmp3 @claryfrayed

[ratherbeyouthful]

Last Sentence Tag Game

Write the latest line from your WIP (or post where you last left off in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don't reblog.

Tagged by @bratanimus. Thanks, love!

Here's the last line of a '20s Hellcheer AU I'm writing a snippet of:

She'd throw stones if she could find ones heavy enough to matter.

Let me read what you're writing, if you want! tagging @iryfic, @chaserofstarsandtheabyss, @claryfrayed, @kruspp (I'm pretty sure you all are the only writing friends I really know and who tolerate my silly little stories)

[kruspp]

last sentence tag game

Rules: Write the latest line from your wip (or post where you last left off in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don’t reblog.

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@patchmates thanks for the tag! This is a little snippet of the Star Wars daemon AU (i.e. daemons from the His Dark Materials—the physical manifestation of your soul as an animal) that's been bouncing in my brain for AGES. And yeah, for human characters I did stick to earth animals for daemons mostly because I CANNOT keep up with Star Wars animal species, sorry. (Also, in this AU every clone has a unique daemon which definitely helps the “clones are actually people” argument in universe).

Anyway here’s the snippet:

Arki settles one morning, as Luke watches the suns rise and feels the heat of the day begin to permeate the air. The daemon shakes himself, grows brown feathers, a long beak, and desert tough clawed feet and is done with it. The now bird daemon says nothing, as he usually does, but Luke understands. Anxiety, not quite his own, makes its way between them, and Luke understands this too. He smiles at his soul, bringing a hand to pet the bird’s coarse feathers.

Arki is Luke’s daemon who settles as a greater roadrunner. It might be an odd animal to choose for his daemon, but if anyone shows even a sliver of interest in my reasoning I WILL go into heavy detail. Actually, if anyone shows a sliver of interest I’ll drop my daemon headcanons for any Star Wars character they’d like.

I’m tagging: @ratherbeyouthful @sporktato @somethingfishysgoingon @claryfrayed @noimnotmanic

[1-tehe-1]

I am a arms open facing eachother kind of person but this is GREAT

@hei-jessi-draws @wolfstarisswag @yourlocaltheaterkid012 @tobi-mostly @dont-open-dead-inside-25 @bylernaur @camel-casing @anotherbifanficaddict @byler-alarmist @claryfrayed @user9857575 anyone I missed too!! I'm sorry if you got tagged twice!

do care + did ask + im hugging you + im hugging you + im hugging you + im hugging you + im hugging you

[darklinaforever]

It’s so precise ! 😂