#r: clary & simon

[balladofbells]

Daily reminder that it’s canon clace play footsies under tables

they are so unserious please 😭

[witchlingcirce]

City of ashes is peak fever dream shadowhunters because I always forget that Valentine quite literally WENT to Simons house and KIDNAPPED him 😭😭

Or the fact that Simon and Clary DATED and than Simon broke up with her because he couldn’t compete with her ‘brother’… like…

[xanzforl0ve]

Rules for oneshots and chapters

I don't do stories for the actors of the characters because it doesn't feel right

do not request shit like this: r@pe, S/A . I will not do any of it.

the stuff I do:

small and huge Age g@ps

mentions of S/H and su!c!de

kinky

smut

perverted

the list of movie characters and show characters I can do (if you request a show that's not on here I will gladly do research)

The walking dead (daryl, carl, rick, carol, negan, enid, michonne, maggie, Glenn, rosita, Jesus, Abraham, tara, father Gabriel

lords of chaos (euro, Varg, dead, Hellhammer, others)

shadowhunters (Clary, Jace, alec, Isabelle, Simon

You (Joe, love, forty, Delilah, peach, Beck, Sherry, and more)

archer ( Archer, Lana, Barry, Ray, Cyril, Dr. Keiger)

death note (light, L, Misa, Ryuk, Sayu, Naomi, Matt)

13 reasons why (Alex, Hannah, Clay, Justin,TONY, Jess, Zach)

jack goes home (jack)

criminal minds ( dr. Reid, Morgan, Aaron, Emily, garcia, and many many more

more info: I had another acc butttt I got logged out and can't get back into it. So with all that being said enjoy Smutty stories

[crescentcityhellmouth-rpg]

arc-one • p r e s e n t

clary finds herself in new orleans with the rest of the shadow hunters, not only is she helping to watch over the original family until the sire lines are broken but she has been put in charge of training the newest addition of nephilim. a set of brothers who spent their lives fighting monsters having never known their heritage. it may prove difficult to keep on top of her duties as a shadowhunter in the quarter and keep them in line.

divergent • c o n n e c t i o n s

samuel (x) & dean winchester (x)

clary is in charge of watching over them as their the newbies to the whole shadowhunter business. while sam may be more willing to learn and take in all the information and rules they have to offer - dean will be her so-called 'problem child.' it will be her responsibility to keep him in check, and have them come along on missions.

kira yukimura (x)

before clary was even a shadowhunter, she had a few friends at school outside of simon, not many but kira was among them. neither of them are aware of the others new found power, but with all hell breaking loose, it may be best they catch up and join forces for the greater good.

kol mikaelson (x)

while the other shadowhunters are busy keeping sire lines safe, clary has taken notice of the original whose sire line has already been decimated. with kol struggling to control his blood lust, clary may find herself feeling the need to put an end to his run of new orleans.

PLOT • A V A I L A B L E • APPLICATION

[jerrydevine]

showed my little friends from high school 1x12 malec this past weekend and i was like btw alecs gay!! and my friend i love with all my little heart said. you say that about every character. who is gay for real in this show be honest :(

[imthebaneofyourexistence]

I’m just thinking about church watching shit in go to hell for different generations over more than a century like

[bemtevis]

i hate love triangles. so much. make it stop.

[heterophobiclightworm]

I think of all the other pairings in the various TSC series, James and Cordelia's relationship parallels Emma and Julian's so closely to me.

obviously there are a ton of parallels between Cordelia and Emma just as a result of their family connection and being the bearer of Cortana but even aside from that, the palpable tragedy of their relationships, the ways that both relationships have to fight so fucking hard against what is supposed to be. of course the different social constraints placed on both of them cause the relationship issues to present in different ways but, I could go on for hours about how both relationships represent tragedy and conflict in such a beautiful and complex way.

i can only hope that COT leaves us with the kind of peaceful resolution that QOAAD did.

[fraysbanes]

distressed princess

Characters: Luke Garroway, Clary Fray, Jocelyn Fairchild, Simon Lewis

Relationship: Clary Fray & Luke Garroway

Rating: G

Summary: "We roasted marshmallows. Clary got one stuck in her hair and and Jocelyn had to cut it out. Clary cried, like, the whole way home because she thought she looked like a boy. But you told her that she was still beautiful, and that you would always love her."

Written for father’s day 2019.

“I haaaaaate it!” Clary screams, tears still spilling steadily from big green eyes. “I hate it, I hate it, I HATE IT!” She crosses her arms across her chest and stomps her foot on the ground, as if that will somehow reverse the fates.

Jocelyn sighs impatiently. The non-stop crying from the campsite through the car ride and during the entirety of the impromptu haircut has drained her. “Oh, stop,” she says, stuffing her scissors back into the bathroom drawer and ushering Clary back into the kitchen. “It’s just a bit of hair, honey.”

“No!” Clary’s hands come up to clutch at her cropped hair. “I look like a boy!”

“No, you don’t.”

“Yes, I do! I’m gonna look like a boy. I’m gonna look so ugly!”

“Hey!” Simon mutters, voice muffled by the sandwich he’s been eating as he watched the whole ordeal play out like a very sad movie.

Clary pays him no mind. “Mom, I don’t wanna look like a boy!”

“You’re don’t look like a boy,” Jocelyn says again. “And I’m sorry, Clary, but you were the one who got that marshmallow stuck in your hair. There’s nothing we can do about it now. Don’t worry, it’ll grow back soon.”

That does absolutely nothing to soothe Clary, who just scrunches up her face and begins to sob in earnest once more. Simon puts his sandwich down on the counter, hops off the chair, and runs over to give her a hug. Clary lets him, but still doesn’t seem comforted. Jocelyn looks desperately at Luke. He nods and makes his way over to crouch down in front of the kids.

He taps Clary on the shoulder and she looks up at him with watery, bloodshot eyes. How she still has any tears left is beyond Luke. “Why all the tears, kiddo?”

“My h-hair,” Clary half-screams, half-hiccups. “It’s t-too short. It’s gonna l-look all ugly and- and everyone’s gonna laugh at me and-”

“Well, that’s just not true,” Luke interrupts, feeling a wail building up in Clary. “I think your hair looks great. Besides, short hair, long hair, doesn’t matter, you’re still the prettiest girl in the world.” When she still looks unconvinced, he turns to Jocelyn. “Joss, isn’t she the prettiest girl in the world?”

Jocely, halfway through downing her third full glass of water, looks up and nods. “The prettiest.”

“What do you think, Simon?” Luke asks.

“You’re like a princess!” Simon says to Clary, hugging her tighter.

Clary sniffles and pouts. “Liars.”

“Manners, Clary,” Luke says. “Alright, c’mere.” He scoops her up out of Simon’s arms and into his own, and walks them back over to the bathroom. He points at their reflection in the mirror. “Look at that beautiful princess with the super cool haircut.”

“I just see two boys,” Clary says, and crosses her arms again.

“Oh yeah? Well, I see myself and the sweetest, coolest, prettiest girl in the world, who I will always love.”

Clary sniffles again, thinks for a moment, cocks her head to the side to study her reflection better. “Even if her hair is super short and makes her look like a boy?”

“Even if her hair was green and had birds living in it.”

Clary laughs at that, and Luke can feel the tension seeping out of Jocelyn halfway across the loft. Clary wipes at her eyes and her nose and turns to face Luke.

“Fine,” she says. Then looks around to make sure Jocelyn’s not close, lowers her voice, and whispers, “But if anyone’s mean to me because of it, I’m telling them my dad’s a policeman and will put them in jail. You can do that, right?”

Luke stifles a grin. “Let’s talk about the legality of that tomorrow.”

They nod seriously at each other for a moment before joining the others back in the kitchen. The kids finish their snacks and Luke and Jocelyn get them ready for bed. It isn’t until long after Clary’s tucked in and dozing off, Simon sleeping on the mattress at the foot of her bed with three of her stuffed animals clutched tightly in his arms, that Luke realizes what she called him.

*

The funny thing is, he never brings it up, not with her and not with anyone else. It seems to be a one-time thing, a slip in the midst of her exhaustion from problems that seemed so big back then.

There never seems to be any confusion between the two of them of what their relationship is. She’s his daughter. He’s her father. Sometimes more than other times. But it hardly ever comes through in words. Not until he hears that she’s in danger and decides he doesn’t care who risks their life, so long as she’s safe. Not until she’s eighteen and going through things he can’t begin to understand and she’s begging him not to leave her. And soon after it becomes more and more common to just say it, without thinking:

“I’m just here to support my daughter.”

“It’s okay, it’s my dad!”

“I don’t care if he’s ‘ the Angel’, that son of a bitch is not getting away with what he’s done to my daughter!”

“Dad, you coming to Taki’s with us?”

And still he doesn’t bring that first instance. Hell, he doesn’t bring up any of the instances. There is no point. There is no need to point out that the sky is blue, and there is no need to point out that Clary Fairchild is and always has been Luke Garroway’s daughter.

[allducksloveloveloveme]

People who still post Shadowhunters stuff are heroes.

These. Are. Facts.

[somesortofbandreference]

absolutely CANNOT wait for baz to be The Worried Boyfriend™

[justkillthetitan]

We all want to be Parabatai like Jem and Will but most of us are Jace and Alec calling each other bitch.

[fraybaness]

never let go

ao3

aka: i wrote the 3x12-3x13 reunions myself because canon was underwhelming

At first it’s just a glimpse of portal-wind-blown red hair and trembling arms and she’s so close - so within reach - that Luke begins to wonder if it was too good to be true after all.

Then she turns to them and their drawn weapons and screams, “ don’t shoot! ” and the world collapses around Luke. Collapses so it can build itself up again, the right way this time. Collapses so she can fix it.

His body is tense, like it is before he transforms, and he feels such intense relief that he thinks he might collapse - or actually turn - because she’s here , and she’s alive , and she hasn’t left him yet.

Clary screams as the blade rips into her her flesh, making Luke jolt out of his trance and focus on the mission again. Jonathan (and dear god, that’s Jonathan? That’s Jocelyn’s little boy?) yells something and activates his speed rune as he runs away. Alec and Jace chase after him, but they all know it’s useless: he’s faster than they are, they don’t know where he’s going, and they can’t hurt him without hurting Clary.

Clary looks up, blinking tears of pain from her eyes, and looks right at Luke. Relief floods her face and she smiles at him for a moment before she looks away again to pull the knife out of her leg with a pained grunt.

Next thing he knows, he’s at her side, holding her under the arms to support her weight on her uninjured leg. Jace calls his name and tosses him something. Luke catches it - a stele. He hands it to Clary to activate her healing rune with. He watches the pain disappear from her face, slowly but surely. She blinks blearily up at him like she can’t quite believe he’s here.

And even though he never once doubted that she was alive and waiting for him to find her, Luke knows exactly how she feels.

“Luke-” Clary starts, but is instantly cut off by him pulling her into the biggest hug he’s ever given another person, her words getting muffled into his shoulder.

It takes her a moment to shake off the shock and hug him back. But when she does, it’s like she never wants to let go. It’s an awkward angle for a hug, half-kneeling with Clary’s leg still soaked in blood and Luke shaking all over, but he wouldn’t exchange it for anything in the world, and he doubts she would, either.

He begins to speak, voice trembling from the onslaught of emotions. “I thought I’d lost you.” And he had - for only a few brief, horrible hours that felt like a lifetime before he decided, no, she’s not dead, she can’t be dead, I’m going to get her back , he had thought he would never see her again. “I was so scared something had happened to you…”

“I’m sorry,” she gasps into the hug, tightening her hold on him. She sounds close to tears.

God, Luke thinks, she must have been so scared.

“Don’t apologize,” he says, and realizes he’s actually crying. “You did nothing wrong. But please- don’t leave me again.”

He feels her nod against him and wraps his arms even tighter around her. He doesn’t want to let go. If he does, she’ll slip out of his grasp again. She’ll go away again. She’ll get hurt again.

“Luke?” Clary laughs lightly into his shirt. “I kinda can’t breathe.”

I couldn’t breathe when you weren’t there, he thinks. But he says, “Sorry, kiddo,” and slowly loosens his grip and lets her pull away.

His place in her embrace is replaced by Jace, who’s laughing almost giddily, tears streaming down his face, before she’s even registered that he’s there.

“Jace?” she mutters, then throws her arms around his neck and says his name again, more softly. He pulls back to cup her face with both hands.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here,” Jace says. “I can’t believe I’m actually holding you.”

She smiles at him. “I’m here,” she assures him. “And you are.”

“Clary,” his voice cracks. “Clary, I am so sorry. About everything. I-”

That’s when she steps back, breaks the hug. “Not now,” she says. Her voice is kind, but strained. “We can talk later, okay?”

*

The Paris Institute gives Clary a change of clothes and provides a portal for them back to New York. They don’t ask Clary a lot of questions about the dead Shadowhunter, and she appreciates it. Right now, she just wants to get home and sleep and forget all of this for just a little while.

She’s confronted with the rune in the mirror as she’s changing and is reminded that that’s not going to be possible.

She meets Alec in the room the portal’s supposed to open up in.

“Hey,” she says.

“Hey,” he says. He looks tired, but smiles at her anyway. “I should’ve known you couldn’t be that easy to kill.”

Clary laughs. “Guess you’re gonna have to get used to me,” she shoots back lightly.

“I guess there are worse things in the world.”

A moment passes, and Alec’s smile disappears. Clary immediately fears the worst - no one has told her what happened after Lilith’s banishment yet. If Alec looks happy to see her, that means Izzy and Magnus are okay. But Simon-

The last time she saw him he was being flung out of a penthouse. Only because he agreed to go through with her plan. If anything’s happened to him…

“What’s wrong?” she asks Alec before she can picture any of the horrible things that could have happened to Simon.

“I texted the others to meet us at the Institute. Simon and Izzy don’t know you’re…you know, alive, yet.”

Clary didn’t realize she’d stopped breathing at the thought of Simon being hurt, but she’s thankful to have oxygen back in her lungs again.

“But, listen,” Alec goes on. “It’s Magnus.”

And she’s not breathing again.

“He’s lost his magic. So just don’t bring it up.”

“Oh my god, how-?”

They’re interrupted by Luke and Jace’s arrival, followed by the Parisian warlock whose portal they’re using. Luke takes her hand and, as soon as the portal opens, they step through it together.

*

“Magnus!”

At the sound of Alec’s cheery voice, Magnus halts his nervous pacing in the Institute’s hall and turns towards him.

“Look who’s here,” Alec says. But he doesn’t need to say anything. Magnus couldn’t miss her if he tried. Not with the way she bounds in, alive and well, red hair flying behind her with her quick, happy steps.

He thinks of her at six years old, with wide eyes and trembling lips. At eleven, with a long ponytail and paint under her fingernails. At thirteen, sketching on his couch while he and Jocelyn argued in hushed voices in the kitchen. Sixteen, asking a thousand questions and making him feel worse and worse about taking her memories with each one.

Eighteen, a rune on her neck and a sword in her hand, promising him that they can do this, that everything will be okay.

He was right to believe her.

“Hi!” she greets with a bright smile. Magnus doesn’t respond - just engulfs her in a hug so tight and sudden that the breath gets knocked out of her.  Clary laughs at the suddenness of it. “Yeah,” she says softly, rising on her tiptoes to hug him back as best as she can. “I missed you, too.”

Magnus swallows around the lump in his throat before pulling back to look at her - really just look at her for a moment. She looks a little pale and disheveled, but that’s probably nothing out of the ordinary. He’s probably just noticing it more because he’s worried about what’s happened to her in the week ( has it really only been a week? ) she’s been gone. Allegedly dead .

But she’s not dead. She’s alive and he’s holding her and she’s clutching his arms like she knows how badly he needs to feel the pressure against his cold skin. It makes him forget about how crazy everything is and how little time he has left for a moment.

“I more than just ‘missed you’, biscuit,” Magnus says. “What happened? You’re not hurt, are you?”

Clary shakes her head. “No, I’m fine. It’s a long story. I’m magically linked to my evil brother and I stabbed myself in the leg, but all’s well that ends well, right?”

“I’m…going to need more detail on some of that.”

“Honestly, me too.”

They share a short laugh just before they’re interrupted by-

“Clary?”

It’s Simon, frozen at the other end of the room, trying to decide if he should believe his eyes or not. Jace nods and Simon starts to run . Magnus swiftly but reluctantly lets go of Clary to step out of his way.

Simon skids to a halt in front of her, looking her up and down before pulling her into his arms. When he pulls back, his eyes are filled with tears. “Am I dreaming?” he asks.

“No,” Clary promises.

“I’m not?”

“No.”

Magnus watches with a smile on his face and Alec’s hand on his shoulder as Clary laughs when Simon picks her up in his arms and spins her around. Isabelle walks up to them, a disbelieving smile on her face, and almost shoves Simon in her eagerness to hold Clary herself.

Magnus’ eyes drift to Luke to find him looking truly alive for the first time since Clary was arrested in Idris. Magnus doesn’t know exactly how Luke must be feeling - all the pain and denial and hope and relief he must have experienced in such a short time - but he knows what it’s like to lose the people you love. It feels like having a piece of your heart ripped out of you, again and again every time you remember they’re gone.

He turns back to Clary.

He’s never gotten a piece back before.

[not-a-bad-bitch]

literally everyone on the shadowhunters tv show is attractive and it hurts me

[mikeshanlon]

just like. Please god dont have any of the plots from city of lost angels in this season please go d i dont have the patience

[malecficlibrary]

That’s My Boyfriend by ninwrites

Chapters: One-Shot Genre: Human AU Length: 5K - 10K Rating: Teen & Up Secondary Characters: Clary Fray, Izzy Lightwood, Jace Wayland, Lydia Branwell Secondary Pairings: Clary Fray / Jace Wayland, Izzy Lightwood / Simon Lewis Additional Relationships: Alec Lightwood & Izzy Lightwood, Alec Lightwood & Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood & Lydia Branwell Themes: Alec POV, Established Relationship, Family, Fluff, High School, Relationship Milestones, Secret Relationship  

Summary:

"my mom/sister/dad/brother/best friend doesn't know we're dating but one day he/she/they walked in on us making out and started cheering oh my god this is so embarrassing i'm so sorry" au

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basically I needed to write something and this is what happened.