#simons a nerd he thinks spiderman is cool

[groovy-dxior]

i’m very normal abt them

[eyeballtank]

Maybe i should do another Rentry post for these but just in case.

1:

Honestly, if Crowbcat wanted to be even more /v/, he could've not bothered with those videos about Halo (Which even Martin O'Donnell liked) and instead gone full "Babby's first FPS that ruined the genre".

He even made a positive video about Doom 2016, for a guy that is essentially "/v/ outside of /v/".

Like he could've technically been worse, since /v/ even had threads shitting on RE4.

2:

Love Death and Robots seems at first to be a spiritual successor to Heavy Metal in terms of being a showcase of different sci-fi stories.

The problem is that Heavy Metal had a particular appeal that isn't really present in LDR, mostly the "nerd into 80/90's heavy metal/sci-fi" stuff while LDR has typical modern elements.

But this might also be partially why the Heavy Metal comics brand is dead, because they dropped that appeal/focus years ago.

If people look at the 2 animated movies or those illustrations by Simon Bisley, they'll get disappointed knowing HM stopped showing tits at some point.

Though someone i follow that is a bigger comics expert points out that Heavy Metal was more about the art while 2000AD was more about the stories and also had better variety so it wasn't just "cool characters nerds like".

3:

The thing with Lois Lane in the new Superman cartoon is that she looks like a generic tomboy but to some people, she was just a white office lady.

I guess it's like how Marian from Double Dragons wans't really a visually iconic looking character, so nobody cares that River City Girls turned her into Dorohedoro Noi.

But it also might be a difference from Harley Quinn where if these characters like superheroes or villains have interesting designs, then the likes of Batman's butler Alfred or Spiderman's Aunt May exist to look normal and not have actual designs.

So to some it isn't a loss because she never had a "design" as they think.

4:

SiivaGunner was a fun gimmick at first but i think what made the channel kinda boring is how many memes they started to incorporate and even make it part of a "lore".

Like Grandad and Snow Halation are "part of it" but then there's all these various attempts at referencing specific e-celebs and memes.

It's specifically lame when they reference Keemstar or Logan/Jake Paul like those are human beings worth liking.

Also makes the "wholesome" aesthetic weird.

"Awww look at Kirby and Frisk from Undertale, videogames are so cute... anyway, here's the shittiest memes you've already been tired of seeing on Youtube mixed along".

People already give Triple Q some shit for being irony poisoned or meme centered, even if he hasn't reached the level of Grandayy.

Probably the same deal with Tumblr people going "NO MORE IRONY, I WANT SINCERITY" but still showing hints of the meme/irony culture they grew around, when they could either develop real life experiences or interact with actual good media.

5:

Maybe a problem with nerd portrayals in pop culture is that the idea of them being outcast and all is there but Star Wars was always popular, so pop culture was "partially correct".

Like replace Star Wars and Star Trek with Heavy Metal comics or something less talked about and all those caricatures in tv shows could've been more accurate.

6:

When it comes to fiction copying/taking stuff from its own fields, comedy is probably the worst case of this because you'll realize certain caricatures or "types" come from someone's observations and then later comedies take it and it becomes autopilot in a way.

Maybe it's the case with media leading to stereotypes or biased views on real people but moreso something that makes characters feel less sincere.

I dunno, making another generic fantasy setting with orcs and dragons is less evil in comparison to a sitcom copying the same character traits.

7:

Seeing people go "you're not a real fighting game fan unless you're part of the FGC" is funny because it's obviously a response to people mad at the censorship in Skullgirls.

But also because it's a way to make any game less beloved than it is because of how exploitable it is.

"You're not a real Mario fan unless you're a SM64 speedrunner".

When Doom Eternal came out, even guys with "hot takes about JRPG's" and those that mock Redditors talked about the Isabelle crossovers and did basic Doom memes.

Most of them might as well be fake fans because they're not too invested in wads and browse Doomworld.

See how that sounds?

8:

I think i already said in Rentry posts that Sseth became either safe or too reliant on current memes.

Emptyhero however still makes risky jokes and is still funny.

If i finish my game, i wouldn't care if he shat on it as long as he made a review of it funny.

9:

If you think about it, Zoomers grew up with Smosh and ERBOH, so they watch breadtubers and essay video makers to overcompensate.

It's the closest they get to "intellectualism" to make it up for watching shit that other online groups would put it beneath 9gag.

10:

I wonder if there's a correlation between people complaining about "edgy animation" (As in, when Spongebob has better animation/is animated by actual animators than SU) and people that hate AAA games with "photorealistic" graphics.

Because there is an arguement for "corporate" art styles still requiring effort but then they'd realize that applies more to 3D "CalArts" animation that even the Mario movie has than Spongebob.

Even with videogames, developers "scaling down graphics" won't just be the end of Naughty Dog but even fantasy or sci-fi designs people like.

Not even "343 overdesigned sci-fi" or "DarkSiders copycat autopilot fantasy" but there's character designs people won't admit have a lot of detail.

Unless that "i want shorter games with worse graphics" image is less about scale and more about quality as in "the Metal Slug series is soulless because it having good pixel art means it took slavework while my shitty indie game is REAL SOUL because the art style being bad is a good thing".

Maybe it's a clique thing where people just advertise the "right kind" of games.

And again, corporations LOVE stiff animation and hate effort taking animation from passionate animators.

11:

I think the reason why people have some interest in people taking shit seriously is because of what comes next: When they "betray" that investment.

Like Zoomers still taking screenshots of art they deem illegal/immoral to mock someone or taking "Proshippers DNI" off profiles to not get blocked by artists.

Or people treating "groomer" as a slur when they could easily use it against the other side when they find their actual examples of groomers.

Something where the issue is not "taking shit seriously" but more "doing a terrible job at it", because when you take something like culture wars or fandom shit seriously, your brain might as well have some connection like your life somehow depends on it.

You can see this with germophobes who wash their hands too many times, then they make food for someone and don't wash their hands: Are they outgrowing their habits? Or are they revealing they only care for their safety, even if the food isn't contaminated by a real threat?

Maybe it's a sign of people only acting a certain way to fit in a group.

Because it can also come off as a sign of a weak character if you fuck up even something you're supposed to base yourself around.

12:

The idea of a Barbie moving having politics is funny because the "outside" of Barbie has all these feminists thinking girls are forced to play with it or that the character is a terrible representation of women.

In a way, politics in media could be about the "outside" and not what's coming from the setting or story.

Same deal with Doom: Why bring up the UAC argent energy plot when you have John Carmack making the games moddable out of a "hacker respector" way and Romero getting the sack by ZeniMax when wanting to share some assets related to the games?

13:

The occasional overlaps between SA and Tumblr are funny because they seem opposite at first until you realize their opposites explain the overlaps.

One thing is troll's remorse, another is nerds that were always easy to mock still trying to be the bullies.

Knowing the history behind Dril and even Homestuck can reveal some lore between a site where nerds wasted money on a forum while telling other nerds to die and another that acted as a hugbox for freaks to feel "heckin valid".

14:

I think a reason why OG Lara Craft is more liked than the boring new Lara is because she's clearly a comic book/action figure type character and the other is a generic "realistic" character that might as well be an NPC.

Part of why you can't put Solid Snake/Big Boss in the same field as actual generic "white guy protagonists" because of stuff related to their designs, backgrounds, personalities, gameplay etc.

Also explains why some Resident Evil fans (Even if a small minority) aren't much into the remakes or 7/8.

And a problem with both Doom movies and the cancelled Doom 4 having generic SWAT soldiers when Doom always had a particular "sci-fi security guard" aesthetic while the new games have the Sentinel stuff.

15:

The reason to make fun of shit like boomers complaining about woke stuff is if they do it in a situation where it's not the case or they exaggerate something, but you can tell some people mock these even in situations where it's not unreasonable.

Otherwise, the people mocking these boomers would still mock shit like ResetEra freaking out over cute girls in a JRPG.

Like you see people claim Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon album art is "appropriating LGBT culture" because of the rainbow and instead, it's the boomers talking about that group of people that get to be mocked.

Being stupid isn't exclusive to one side.

It's why people think it's more convinient to be left wing and then get surprised when there's grifters or shit like that.

16:

A lot of "media literacy" boils down to adding modern politics to a movie that otherwise had a very different message.

Meanwhile, Fritz the Cat had political themes that could apply to modern times but "media literacy" types and animation fans ignore it because it's not coming from their desired background/area.

17:

One of the worst images i saw was a Soyjak making fun of people that prefer to ignore Twitter.

Years of guys on /v/ being told to "go to Twitter" everytime they complain about censorship and now when some anons say "stop posting Twitter screencaps on /v/", they're told "um you should care what Twitter people say".

The mere fact that Twittier is essentially "the center of the web" is a bad thing and destroying the site would be one of the few good things Elon Musk ever did in his life.

[b00bconnoisseur]

60 questions for @not-my-brain

1. selfie.......Ugghhhh ok. Imma take one rn

Ok here u go (yes thats a bmth shirt)

2. what would you name your future kids?.....Ooo hmmm well when i was a kid i really liked the names disney, and mesiah. I didn't know at the time that mesiah was another name for god i think lol. I liked it cause of handlers mesiah. I still do. Ooo and maybe Tj too

3. do you miss anyone?......Yeah. My friends on Pinterest from a year ago. My friend lucas. Stan lee. Bob ross. My cousin who died from cancer some years ago. Snape. Sirius. Lupin. Tonks. Dobby. *continues to name every unfortunate death in hp*

4. what are you looking forward to?.......SE-YA next month!! Its the south eastern young adult festival at this college. You can have meet n greets with authors and alot of stuff its the besstttt

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?......DEFINATELY. @dirtysocke @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye @cristal-kyd1280 @sammchenry my friend lucas and @septembersbloom. ^^

6. is it hard for you to get over someone?..... What like...romantically? Or like a death? If romantically uhhh idk it took over a couple weeks but im ok now. Ive never had another relationship so idk. If death oof yeah idk maybe. Ig it depends on how much i knew them idk. Like when my nanny (great grandma) died i was sad for days (is that alot?)

7. what was your life like last year?.....Sucky af. Still is. But the highlights of my life last year was getting and making friends on tumblr, going to the tøp concert and going to warped tour, volunteering at the library, going to seya and meeting some of my favorite authors, reading, changing and improving my art, listening to all the bands i listen to now, getting into more fandoms, going to a friends house for the first time

8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed?.......Yes lol. Some years ago when i couldn't find smtn id be so annoyed and pissed id start crying. I dont now but still lol

9. who did you last see in person?.......Hm ig family doesn't count....? Wait do u mean a friend? If so uhh my friends rebekah, anika, and Judah at a TAB meeting at the library sometime last month.

10. are you good at hiding your feelings?......I think so? Like i mean I can hide whenever i get my....time of the month from my mom (talking abt stuff like that with her makes me uncomfortable) and i hid a breakup. And other p big stuff too. So imma say yeah

11. are you listening to music right now?........*pops on earbuds after reading this* yee im listening to bitch lasagna by pewdiepie xD (do i have the best spotify playlist or what?)

12. what is something you want right now?.......To hug @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye but SOMEONE has to live so far away

13. how do you feel right now?........Happy that my earbud still works cause they got washed in the wash yesterday....oops. Its not my fault. I told my dad to remind me to take it out of my jacket pocket before they threw it in but noooooo he forgot

14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you?.......Uhhhhh fuck idk it was probably from my lil 4 yr old bro sometime last week. Other than him (hes my favorite sibling) i dont let them hug me too much

15. personality description.......Nerdy. Fangirl. "Emo". Tomboy. Hotsause obsessed. Book lover. Music lover. Black. Blue. Harry potter. Introvert. Fall. Sports. Values friendship. Loyal. Uhhhh i cant think of much lol

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t?.......*sigh* yes. Yes yes yes. Theres some things abt me, or my life really, that i havent told anyone on here or my irl friends that i sooooo want to so bad but i haven't cause i feel like they'd feel bad and pity me and i don't want that

17. opinion on insecurities........I dont really understand this one. Everyones insecure abt something. Is this askin like if i think its ok or not? I say its ok. Im insecure about literally everything about me. My face. My personality. My socialness. My art. What i do. What i say. Basically my whole body. The things i feel good abt are my books, music taste, and my friends (ily fuckers)

18. do you miss how things were a year ago?.........Hmm this time around a year ago....idk its sorta the same but all the stuff i mentioned abt my year from last year didn't happen yet so nah tho my life sucks rn its better than this time last year

19. have you ever been to New York?........Nooo but i want too soo baddd i wanna visit @septembersbloom !! Im coming for ya soon gramps *does the eye watching thing* my dads been to nyc before tho cause he does construction and he had a concrete job to do there. It was a 23 hr drive for him

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?........Uhhh idk!!! So hard! Maybe.....the whole thats the spirit album by bmth ;)

21. age and birthday?.....15 yrs of age and September 27th 2003 (whats yours brainy? I'll put it on my calendar)

22. description of crush......Its weird idk im not sure if its a genuine crush or not but uh....They like hp :).Thats all u get

23. fear(s).......Losing my best friend @dirtysocke and my other friends. Death. Failure. Momo chasing after me then killing me slowly keeping my eyes open to look her dead in the eyes while i die

24. height......5'6 call me short and I'll fuck u up with THIS *pulls out trusty potato peeler named now steve* dont test me boi

25. role model......Hhhhhhhh so many! But uh gosh one of them is @superraedizzle (youtuberrrr) and vexx and bob ross and da vinci and aaaaaaa so many

26. idol(s)......First person that immediately comes to mind is @sammchenry cause he's super cool and he's really nice and his art's reallyyy good (if u havent seen it w-w-what are u even doin with your life?) And he has a great sense of humor and *continues to ramble about why samms the best*

27. things i hate.......Dabs. Transphobes. Homophobic ppl. Basically any hate on the lgbtq+ community. Bullies. The ship starker. Umbridge. Snape haters

28. i’ll love you if….....U you'll eat pizza, draw, and rp harry potter with mee

29. favourite film(s)......Fantastic beasts. Every hp film. Twilight. The maze runner 1-2. The hunger games. Spiderman homecoming. Kingsman: secret service. Into the spideyverse tho i havent seen it yet

30. favourite tv show(s)......Inkmasterrrrr. B99. The mick. The middle. Uhhh idk mostly ink master xD

31. 3 random facts........Ive never had shrimp. I had a beta fish for over a year once. Im eating pizza crust rn

32. are your friends mainly girls or guys?.......G i r l s. I have all girl friends irl and one boy. And on tumblr it seems like i just meet girls? Likei agree with @cristal-kyd1280 its like alot more gals then dudes here. But i do have some guy friends on here too. But mostly girls

33. something you want to learn.......TO DRAW ANATOMY DAMMIT

34. most embarrassing moment........Every moment of my lifes an embarrassing moment. Idk of i can pick a "most" embarrassing one. But one time i i sent my crush (now ex bf) a hey fuckface and like some hearts or whatever for an ask game that meant like "i have a crush on u" "youre adorable" etc and said Hewo but i did it all anonymously. But he confronted me askin if i sent it cause im the only person he knows that actually says hewo lol. Then later on i finally admitted i really liked him and well y'all know the story after i think. Unless you're new

35. favourite subject.......A R TTTT OFC

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?........meet my friends on tumblr. Get into mtsu (college i wanna go to) and study art. And go skydiving

37. favourite actor/actress........favorite actor uhhhhhh probably thomas brodie sangster or tom felton and my favorite actress? Hmmm idk maybe evanna lynch (luna lovegood)

38. favourite comedian(s).......probably kevin hart lol he's p funny

39. favourite sport(s)........basketballllllll and football

40. favourite memory........uhhhhh idk?? One oh my favorite memories was when we went to see tøp in concert

41. relationship status.....single as a pringle

42. favourite book(s)......harry potter and the order of the pheonix. Harry potter and the half blood prince. Simon vs the homo sapiens agenda. Divergent. Maze runner. Twilight. Fangirl. Fallen. Red queen

43. favourite song ever.......TOO HARD DONT MAKE ME CHOOSEEEEEE

44. age you get mistaken for.........16 and 17 sometimes lol

45. how you found out about your idol........i was watching someone on yt and superraedizzle always poped up in my feed and my mom turned on one of her vids cause she always saw her vids too now ive seen most of em i love her. Id heard of vexx but never watched him and i was watching a collab from anthony miller art and shrimpy and i checked out shrimpys channel and was lookin at comments and alot of ppl said his art is like vexxs so i checked out vexx. At first i was like eh ok. Now i cant click fast enough when he posts a vid. And i actually fpund out about bob ross from my grandpa on jan 20 2017 when trump was getting sworn in or whatever. We turned on pbs and my grampa told me to look and bob ross was on and i was IN. I loved it. I even started watching full episodes on YouTube of the joy of painting after that. Wonderful man. My first painting i ever did i think was when i followed one of his tutorials xD (i didnt know it was popular at the time)

46. what my last text message says......."ok your turn"

47. turn ons.....uhh nerds ig idk um book lovers, music lovers, art lovers, potterheads, idk and nice ppl

48. turn offs......jerks. Homophobia. Idk ig whatever i said in things i hate

49. where i want to be right now......uhhhh idk wait didn't i already answer this? Ok this ones different ig so uhh with my friend lucas

50. favourite picture of your idol.....oh shit...favorite? Idk xD i have a fave of vexx but not of rae or bob. But heres pics of them any way

51. starsign......a libraaaaa boiii

52. something i’m talented at......drawing and speed reading. Thats about it lol. Oh and procrastina

53. 5 things that make me happy.......ooooo art, my friends here on tumblr, books, harry potter, and music ^^

54. something thats worrying me at the moment.....if my friend thinks im being annoying

55. tumblr friends......hhhhh so manyyyyyy. @dirtysocke @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye @cristal-kyd1280 @chinesewaffles2 @kingantlion @queen-baelin @sammchenry @septembersbloom and more

56. favourite food(s)......green beans, pepperoni pizza, and vanilla madelines

57. favourite animal(s).......basically any reptile. Puppies. Cats. Any animal really but my #1 are snakes

58. description of my best friend.....well she's a tiny bean (5 feet) and she has dark hair, she wears glasses, she doesnt take shit, she's in love with Josh dun, she's awesome, funny, nice (YES youre nice jackie) and shes the best friend ive ever had. Oh. And she has a weird obsession with spaghetti

59. why i joined tumblr.......well i heard abt it on Pinterest over a year ago but didnt want it. Then @mrfastbass-deactivated20181231 on DeviantArt said he got tumblr so i made one then followed him and figured id just post art and that's it cause i thought tumblr was boring as hell when i first got it. Now im p much obsessed with it

60. ask me anything you want.......go ahead brainy shoot. Give me smtn good

[i-am-forever--bored]

First Impressions

A crossover fic of Love, Simon and Spiderman: Homecoming where Peter has a huge crush on Cal.

Peter was about ready to burst. He had many problems and none of them were gonna matter in a week yet it still felt like If was piling on him. One of them being a boy.

The boy was quiet, but as far as he could tell was a very smart boy. Sure he could probably talk to Simon about this. Ask all about it but he had got Aunt May to let him drive down to Simon's house and stay with him for about a week to see him in his play. The only reason he got to convince her was that they didn't have school for the latter half of the weeks.

Though she only agreed if he brought someone so he dragged along MJ. They had already heard about his friends and said they wanted to meet them. So he brought them along. Though they had been messing with him about the staring.

Peter just told them it was him getting lost but he could tell they didn't buy it. Even as he tried to be indiscreet his head just seemed to want to look at the boy. But it's not like he had dated anyone before this. Well, he went on a single date with Liz but that barely a date because he left her to go fight her dad. He didn't have many crushes either, maybe people in the hall he could possibly like but nothing like this. No one forced him to turn his head like this boy did.

He had only heard his voice when they put it over the speakers as he called before the show when it was ten or five minutes left. And he was in the wings off to the side so he wasn't really distracted during the show but every time the show wasn't playing he was thinking about this boy.

Which made him feel crazy. He had heard his voice a few times and that was it. But he couldn't stop bringing his attention to him, he couldn't think of anything else for long. Peter was surprised he survived the show without having his mind fall astray.

"Ow! What was that for!" He asked if there weren't so many people in the lobby he probably would have been considered loud.

"You stare, you did it with Liz and you're doing it with him. Except you've mentioned him twice to me and you haven't even talked to the boy. You don't know his name. So calm your non-dick and let's find the Spiers and wait for Simon" she told jokingly, though she was smiling something that didn't happen much. She had elbowed Peter in the side.

"First of all that totally unfair, I'm allowed to stare and talk about someone even if I sound like a middle schooler. Second, you have basically been following Abby around like a sad puppy. The last thing I heard was that you hated Waffle House" He told smirking. He hadn't heard much about Abby but he could tell how they acted, and they were acting differently.

"I've known Abby for a few days, you don't even know whoever this lover boy of yours is. And being here makes me see that not all Waffle Houses suck ass. You can ask about him when we see Simon, god at least you got his gift right?" She asked as the continued to walk trying to find the spot the Spiers said they would be. But instantly he panicked.

"I- uh shit- I... I don't... No, I thought you had them?" Peter's voice going defeated when he couldn't find them, his eyes trained on his shoes trying to show his embarrassment. He swore he was way too forgetful.

"I'm just kidding PB, I got the Oreo's in my bag," they told, moving their shoulder so their backpack moved hitting them in the back from the motion "no need to worry about it".

He was gonna respond when he spotted the Speirs, he elbowed her pouting to them. Then heading their way. Peter saw what he assumed was Nick and Abby's parents all talking. He swore he was gonna go find them if they took any longer. Stuck with no other kids, but all of them came out soon enough. Which spiked the noise to even louder as people congratulated the other kids.

Peter got the Oreo's from MJ's backpack, giving them to Simon once he got out. Honestly, he had no idea what to get Simon but he did know Simon liked Oreo's so they just got him that. Though he was pretty sure they would probably eat them together since both him and MJ had been staying at the Spier's house.

They both gave their congratulations to the three, Bram walking with them. Which meant Simon probably gave him the green light to get backstage. He was a bit surprised Leah wasn't there again, she seemed the type to come to every one of these. Though he hadn't known her for long. There was a notable Simon walking in between the Nick and Abby. Last Peter heard they were fighting.

"You did great Abby! God, I'm usually not into this stuff but I swear you do something else while up there" MJ beamed to the girl. Abby blushed at the comment. She gave back a thank you, making Peter push their backpack just enough for them to feel it.

"I'll flick you on the forehead, you don't need to push me" MJ quipped to Peter, turning to him after the exchange. Peter only chuckled. Yet once again he was interrupted before he could continue their stupid conversation the boy came up to Simon.

"You left your phone Simon, you're gonna lose this thing sooner or later," He told with a faint smiling. Holy shit yes yep Peter Benjamin Parker was gonna explode. This boy's smile was so nice.

"Sorry about that. This show went smooth, you did a great job. I'll see ya at school" Simon told smiling right back. MJ watched as Peter looked like an awkward fool, they hoped they didn't do this with Abby. He looked like a deer in headlights that fell in love with the car. The boy gave the rest a wave and headed off.

"Simon you need to introduce that boy to PB," she told shaking her head slightly. He wasn't gonna do anything without their help. So they were gonna help and he'd own them. Simon gave them this look for a moment of confusion then seeing Peter he seemed to understand.

"He's bisexual, I've known him for a bit. But yeah, come on Peter" He told motioning his head to the crowd around them where the other had disappeared in. Then they were off and Peter didn't know what has happened. But he felt he understood once he saw the boy.

"Hey, Cal!" Simon yelled at him, after finally seeing him. Cal stopped giving Simon a questioning look but waiting where he stood as Simon and Peter walked to him. Simon lead them to a pocket by the wall where not so many people were.

"Sorry, I wanted to introduce you to my friend. Cal this is Peter, Peter this is Cal. Peter is from New York in that big city. I met him last summer at the LGBTQ camp I told you about. He's visiting because his school had half the week cut off so his aunt lets him come here. He goes to this fancy smart kid school and is in an internship for Tony Stark. Cal is basically the co-director, he does most of the tech. He's a dork that likes to draw. But yeah that's about it" He told, introducing the two.

"Have you seen Spiderman?" Cal asked wide-eyed and sounding a bit eager, "er- sorry I know people have seen him in New York and the whole Stark thing, you probably haven't even heard of-"

"I met him" he interrupted with the same eagerness. Cal laughed at that, Peter had no idea what he thought was funny but he liked his laugh. Which felt contagious as he chuckled.

"Really? What's he like?" Cal asked Peter felt giddy at this. Did Cal want to know about him? Cal hadn't even met him yet. He had a smile he felt couldn't leave his face. This boy with beautiful eyes was curious about Spiderman. God, he was so lucky he was Spiderman

"He's nice, doesn't work with the other Avengers too much but tries hard. He's pretty charming and funny. Probably makes too many jokes." He told smiling.

"You describing yourself PB?" MJ asked walking up to them, "Peter's a huge nerd with all that stuff" she told smiling.

"I see Abby left?" Peter quipped back, but MJ only nodded nonchalantly.

"He sounds great, I've uh drawn him a few times before. He has a super cool suit. He seems super nice but I doubt even if he could he'd notice me" Cal told, he never thought he'd be noticed by him. He lived in Atlanta and was nowhere close to anywhere Spiderman had been.

"Oh, you have no idea" Mj mumbled, though they were interested that he drew. Peter swore they wouldn't be able to stop talking shit even if they tried.

"Could I see them?" He asked, shifting from MJ's comment to focus on his drawings. Cal nodded smiling, pulling out his phone. Peter was surprised at how happy he was about this. He never saw things people did for him like this, he didn't even think people did this for him.

Cal scrolled through his phone for a minute before showing a simple drawing of Spiderman in his suit swinging his legs off the side of a building. Peter looked at it and it's detailed. It seemed to be done in something that looked like a crayon but seemed a bit too fancy to be crayon. Peter had never seen anything like it.

"May I?" He asked referring to taking the phone to look at it. Cal nodded timidly, Peter grabbed the phone and zoomed in a big on the parts he wanted to see. He couldn't shake the fact that it was so beautiful. Someone had spent time drawing something of him with their hands. He just couldn't wrap his head around it. But he loved it.

"It's not the best thing I've done you can swipe and I have a digital version but it still isn't the best so I doubt you like it too much," He told dejectedly. But Peter only shook his head. He had no idea how Cal could see this anything but amazing.

"This is beautiful, like god this is great," Peter told, though he felt like he could talk about it much longer he swiped to see the digital version. Much slicker, still the same yet he could swear they gave off their own auras. But both were accurate. Sitting on top of a building and just watching the city wasn't something that was uncommon for him.

Just seeing this made him feel all kinds of giddy. He wasn't someone that was big in the arts but he knew all of Simon's friends were and it wasn't easy. But he inspired someone to draw something of him, Cal probably spent hours on it. He loved the thought.

He looked up to Cal, smiling "like this is really really cool you know that? And doing it for m- him is even cooler. Like wow, I can't believe you spent hours on this just to make something so cool" he really wishes he actually knew how to talk. That would probably help a lot because he often could never find the words to say how he feels but this basically being for him makes it feel like fireworks in his stomach.

Cal was looking down at his feet not saying anything, but Peter really wished he was looking at him. Cal's bangs were slightly swinging as they hung a bit off his face.

"Th- thank you. That's really nice of you to say" he told looking up. Which made Peter's stomach feel like he was gonna explode in the best way. They had a small moment of locked eyes and he swore he saw the sky or maybe it was only comparable to the pictures he saw that was different beaches on the internet that seemed totally fake or from a fantasy. But his eyes were one hundred percent real and it made his heart jump to his throat when Cal looked at him like that.

"Aw shit" Simon mumbled, "sorry to break this up boys but my parents want to head home and doesn't want to just be standing there alone," Simon told. Peter wished he could just stay talking to Cal forever. Peter nodded.

"Uh yeah okay. It was nice meeting you and it would be a pleasure to see you again" Peter told smiling brightly. He really wanted to talk to him again.

"Yeah, me too. Good luck in New York!" He told smiling before heading his own way. Peter couldn't help but watch as he walked away.

"Cal Price is one boy. Good luck with that" Simon told shaking his head. He started heading off to the front door as Peter and MJ followed behind.

Once they got into the car and headed off Simon felt his phone buzz, assuming it was just Aunt May he took it out.

.>>>> Hey! This is Cal, Simon gave me your number.

<<<< Hey Cal! You're lucky you didn't text the wrong person I hope to see you again

.>>>> We're having an after-party that I'll be at. I don't know if Simon told you about it but hopefully, we can talk more.

"I owe you big time Simon," Peter told smiling down at his phone, lighting up his face in the dark car.

"You don't owe me anything, he asked for your number," Simon told nonchalantly, a simple sentence that if he was alone would make him yell.

"You are such a lovesick kid," MJ told to Peter smiling at him. Which is completely true. He had never been like this before. Like sure he liked Liz but that was different. This is different as in good different. But he had no idea how this would end and if it would even start. Or maybe this was the start. He didn't know.

[eversall]

okay but jimon as friends with benefits but one of them accidentally says i love you during sex 👀

hi from london jess!! your wish is my command!! 

it’s phonetic, how our mouths grip || jace/simon, 4k+ || read on ao3

He’s not sure how to explain it, and Alec and Izzy keep giving him looks about whoever it is he regularly dashes off to have sex with, and so he finally blurts out one day at the ops table, “I keep accidentally having sex with Simon.”

Alec chokes on nothing and Izzy drops her stele..

“I’m sorry,” Alec gets out, his eyebrow arched, “ accidentally?”

“Are you tripping and falling on his dick?” Izzy asks hysterically, giggling behind her hand. Jace groans and wishes the ground would open up and swallow him. He just wanted to get rid of Alec’s judgemental looks every time he catches a trace of Jace’s content afterglow through the parabatai bond, but he gets the feeling he’s made it a hundred times worse.

“No, it’s just like - a thing .” He says lamely, and Izzy laughs so hard she slumps over the table. Alec sighs, looking put out.

“How many times have I told you,” Jace breathes directly into Simon’s ear, “if you’re always staring at your phone like this, you’re going to get mugged.”

Simon shrieks and whips around, colliding into Jace’s chest, and Jace grins delightedly as Simon glares at him and flips him off.

“How many times have I told you that the only person likely to cause me actual physical harm is one Jace fucking Lightwood?” Simon says, shoving at Jace. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah,” Jace wiggles his eyebrows, “let’s go see your nerd movie. It better dazzle me.”

“Fuck you.” Simon says, but he’s grinning too as he falls in line with Jace, walking towards the theater nearby. It’s the sight of Simon’s smile - bright enough to light up the night sky, Jace swears - that short-circuits Jace’s thought and leads to him blurting out “If you want, yeah.” with an undercurrent of raw honesty that leaves no question as to exactly what he meant.

“I - what? Really?” Simons says, suddenly coming to a halt. Jace stops too, closing his eyes and wishing hard for a car to run him over, right about now .

“Don’t make it a thing,” Jace advises, turning to face Simon and inserting as much nonchalance as he can into his voice, “but yeah. Sure.”

Simon looks floored, and he gapes soundlessly for a good ten seconds before he snaps his mouth shuts and nods decisively.

“Okay,” He says, his voice hoarse, “fine. I’m calling your bluff.”

“My - “

“Let’s have sex.” Simon says, crossing his arms and sticking his lower lip out stubbornly. It’s Jace’s turn to look blankly at him.

“What?” He asks, his voice going an octave higher at the end. He ignores it in favor of repeating, helplessly, “ What ?”

“You and me, buddy.” Simon points at him, jabbing a finger into his chest. “We’re skipping the movie and having sex - “

“You’re willing to skip a Spiderman movie ?” Jace asks, and then he reconsiders all his life choices as he says, “Yeah, alright, your place is closer than the Institute.”

Simon squints at him for a long time before he finally turns and begins walking very slowly back towards the general direction of the boathouse. Jace follows, hiding a grin.

.

Sex with Simon is fun , and Jace isn’t sure why he expected anything else. Simon kisses with as much energy as he talks, and Jace is pleasantly overwhelmed by the way Simon presses into him and furiously works at his belt buckle.

“What’s the rush, Flash?” Jace jokes, stilling Simon’s fingers and instead ducking down to press a kiss to Simon’s jaw. Simon groans.

“You gotta stop taking my nerdy lines.” He complains, his breath hitching as Jace kisses his way up the column of Simon’s throat and splays his hands under Simon’s shirt, across his warm back. Jace hums and pulls back long enough to tug Simon’s shirt and then his own off, pressing closer and reveling in the way Simon’s eyes flutter shut and he smiles dopily.

“Nerd.” Jace teases, and Simon looks at him and laughs, before he leans forward and traces one of Jace’s runes with his fingertips, his face thoughtful.

“This isn’t going to be weird, is it?” He asks uncertainly, and Jace snorts.

“Only if you make it like that, Lewis.” Jace presses a kiss to the corner of Simon’s mouth. “It’s just sex, right?”

Afterwards, sweaty and pleasantly sore, Jace collapses onto Simon’s bed and refuses to move for at least two hours. “Power nap.” he explains sleepily, and he expects Simon to kick him out or something but Simon just snorts and shoves at Jace until there’s enough room for Simon to stretch out on his back, arm tucked under his head as he falls asleep. There’s a warm feeling coursing through Jace’s veins as he dozes off, and it’s unfamiliar - but good .

.

Jace is almost surprised when it happens again, because the first time was pretty much fueled by his own inability to keep his mouth shut. Simon’s attractive, yeah, but Jace had never planned to do anything about it. He’s glad he did, now, but he’s not expecting a repeat, until -

He and Simon are perched on the roof of a building, doing surveillance on a vampire den, and Simon can’t seem to keep still, buzzing with a wild sort of energy as he flits from one edge of the roof to the other.

“ Sit , Simon.” Jace says, exasperated. “Did you overdo the caffeine?”

“You didn’t say Simon says.” Simon tells him, rather nonsensically, still blurring in front of Jace as he speed runs around the contained area.

“You’re going to blow our cover.” Jace points out, amused despite himself, and only a little worried about their cover being blown. The glamour he’s activated is pretty strong, and he can always extend it to Simon if need be.

“I could blow you .” Simon says, abruptly coming to a standstill, and Jace splutters as his head suddenly fills with images of the last time they were like this, familiar and so fucking good . “I’m not joking, by the way.”

“Are you sure?” Jace asks hoarsely, glancing at the bar one more time before deciding that three hours of surveillance is enough. “You don’t have to do anything, Simon.” He says softly, and Simon smiles at him, mischievous and still the most genuine person Jace has ever met.

“I want to.” He cajoles, and then he’s striding forward and crowding Jace against the wall, their lips meeting easily as he slots a thigh between Jace’s leg and begins to apply just a little bit of pressure. Jace groans into Simon’s mouth and brings a hand up to cradle Simon’s cheek, the other finding purchase in Simon’s waist, and he dazedly thinks that this is definitely a perk to having Simon as a partner on his missions.

.

The third time is when Jace finally admits to himself that this is becoming a pattern. He’s leaving Simon’s gig through the back door, a shot of the good stuff - courtesy of Maia - coursing through his veins, when the door bangs open behind him and Simon spills out into the alleyway.

“Woah - Jace?” Simon says, sounding surprised. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were out here.”

“I’m just leaving.” Jace squints at him. “You’re shaking.”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s just - adrenaline! I need to calm down before I go back in there and face everyone.” Simon laughs a little self-deprecatingly as he leans against the wall. “I know people sounded like they liked my music, but it still makes me so anxious.”

Jace doesn’t quite know how to make that better, so he moves unthinkingly instead, slowly stepping into Simon’s space and holding his gaze.

“You did really well.” he says, his voice honest, and Simon looks at him in surprise.

“Thanks, Jace.” He says, and then his eyes flicker downwards to Jace’s lips. Unconsciously, Jace wets his bottom lip with his tongue, and Simon’s eyes slide back to Jace’s mouth almost helplessly.

“Yeah, okay.” Jace says, amused, and Simon makes a noise of agreement before they press together slowly, kissing lazily. It feels like moving through molasses, the way Simon’s kissing him with an aching, maddening patience that belies the way Jace’s veins suddenly light up like he’s on fire.

“Mmph.” Jace grumbles, and he presses in closer, trying to make the kiss harder, and Simon laughs as he lets Jace press him back against the wall and gives in, relenting as he slides his hands up Jace’s abs.

“Guess I won’t be going back in for a while.” Simon hums as Jace pulls away and shoves Simon’s shirt up to his armpits. Jace smirks, his eyes fixed on the trail of coarse hair leading to Simon’s boxers.

“Oh, I don’t know.” He winks at Simon for added effect. “With my mouth, I can get you out of here in five minutes.”

Simon swears. “Bring it on, asshole.” He says, and Jace laughs, his heart jumping at the look in Simon’s eyes.

.

He loses track of the fourth, fifth, and sixth times, just knows that Simon is slowly making him lazy about having sex with anyone else. Why bother when he can just call up Simon, or follow him home after a mission, or - on one particularly memorable night - make good use of his glamour rune to just bring Simon off in Central Park?

Simon gets so flustered by the last one that he refuses to sleep with Jace for a week. Jace feels like he should be mad, but it’s absurdly cute and he spends the rest of the week following Simon around and bugging him about other things, showing up to some of the classes Simon takes as a part-time student and casually embarrassing him. He has more fun than he can remember having in a long time.

Clary corners him in the Institute about a month after he and Simon start hooking up and invites him to spar. She’s getting absurdly good with her seraph blade, and she soundly trounces Jace in one round before Jace - alarmed at the way she’s smirking at him - switches to axes and beats Clary twice before they both call it quits.

“Izzy’s been teaching you too many tricks.” Jace complains, and Clary snorts at that, chugging from her water bottle and looking curiously at him.

“I heard you and Simon are fooling around.” She says blandly, like she’s announcing the weather, and Jace nearly brains himself from where he’s going through cool-down movements with his blade. He glances at her, and shrugs.

“Yeah. He told you?”

“Of course.” She leans against a pillar and studies his moves. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”

“I always do.” He says confidently. She laughs.

“Like you knew that first round when I beat you?” She checks her phone as Jace grins and shakes his head. “Alec wants us, come on.”

.

“You brought me shitty takeout.” Jace says, staring at the bag Simon has in his hands as he pushes past Jace and makes himself at home in Jace’sroom without so much as an invitation. “Have some respect for the Jade Wolf.” Simon scolds. “I heard you didn’t eat dinner before you texted me to come over.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t hungry.” Jace says, eyeing the carton of spring rolls Simon’s unearthed and sighing dramatically. “Since you brought it, I guess I can’t let it go to waste.”

“Stop lying, admit I’m right, and come eat your food.” Simon says, pulling his phone out and waving it at Jace. “We can watch Brooklyn 99, and once you’re properly fed we can have sex.”

“Oh look, you can say the word without blushing.” Jace remarks, digging in the bag for a pair of chopsticks, and Simon just laughs instead of saying anything else; it sets off a strange feeling like fireworks somewhere in Jace’s chest.

They do watch Brooklyn 99, side by side on Jace’s bed, and Jace is absurdly enamored by Jake Peralta. He’s in the middle of trying to figure out if Simon’s more of a Gina or a Charles, when he closes his eyes, and suddenly when he opens them again the room is dark and he’s curled in his bed, his shoes nowhere to be found. He grunts, sitting up, and from beside him Simon blearily tugs at his arm.

“You feel asleep.” Simon explains, yawning. “I put everything away, and then I kind of fell asleep too. Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Jace says dismissively. “I should be apologizing, you came here for the one thing you didn’t get.”

“I didn’t just come here for that.” Simon bumps his head against Jace’s thigh and presses a tiny kiss to the nearest bit of skin he can reach from his position on the bed. “Checked up on Izzy and Clary, and Max, and I also really did want to make you watch Brooklyn 99.”

“It’s a good show.” Jace slides back into the covers, and he beckons Simon over in the dim light, smiling. “But there’s no reason we can’t finish what we started.”

Simon laughs sleepily, and they move together slowly, still tired. Their kisses are deeper, and Jace finds himself craving the closeness of Simon’s body, holding him tight as they rock up against each other, quiet, bitten off moans echoing in the stillness of the night. Jace comes with a strangled cry, feeling a little like he’s dreaming as Simon arches under him, his eyes liquid with heat and desire.

.

He’s not sure how to explain it, and Alec and Izzy keep giving him looks about whoever it is he regularly dashes off to have sex with, and so he finally blurts out one day at the ops table, “I keep accidentally having sex with Simon.”

Alec chokes on nothing and Izzy drops her stele..

“I’m sorry,” Alec gets out, his eyebrow arched, “ accidentally?”

“Are you tripping and falling on his dick?” Izzy asks hysterically, giggling behind her hand. Jace groans and wishes the ground would open up and swallow him. He just wanted to get rid of Alec’s judgemental looks every time he catches a trace of Jace’s content afterglow through the parabatai bond, but he gets the feeling he’s made it a hundred times worse.

“No, it’s just like - a thing .” He says lamely, and Izzy laughs so hard she slumps over the table. Alec sighs, looking put out.

“And you thought this was a good idea?” He asks Jace. “Someone’s going to get hurt.”

“It’s going to be fine, it’s just sex .” Jace rolls his eyes. “It’s uncomplicated.”

“That’s what you think.” Izzy says, finally regaining her composure and straightening up. Her eyes are twinkling. “You always have such a way with words, Jace.”

Jace grins and gives her a two fingered salute.

.

A few weeks later, things go south during a mission, and Jace looks up from the weapons rack to see Clary stumble through the doors of the Institute, half-dragging Simon behind her.

“Vampire attack,” she gasps out, and Jace is halfway across the room before he knows it, boots skidding to a stop in front of them as he takes Simon into his own arms. Clary locks her eyes on him, her gaze desperate, as she whispers, “Jace - he’s not healing .”

Jace’s heart plummets to somewhere around the soles of his feet, and he grips Simon’s half-unconscious form tighter as he strides to the infirmary. “You bastard,” He hisses to Simon as he walks, Alec following behind him with Clary and Izzy, the three of them debriefing, “you better fucking be okay.”

“Mmm.” Simon slurs, his lips moving as he squints at Jace. “Hurts.” He’s taking labored breaths, blood gurgling out of his chest, and Jace wants to punch Simon’s stupid face as much as he wants to cover Simon in bubble wrap and put him somewhere safe, where evil can’t get to the one person who is, arguably, good in this fucking nightmare of a world.

“Stop breathing,” Jace says tightly, “you’ve never needed to do it and it’s hurting you more now.”

“Can’t help it.” Simon says quietly, his eyes sliding shut. “Habit.” He shifts in Jace’s grip, curling his hand in Jace’s collar. “Not….dying. Promise.”

“You better.” Jace says darkly, before he hands Simon off to a healer and steps back, finding Clary’s hand blindly and squeezing it as they watch Simon deposited onto a gurney. The healers fuss around him, and Alec barks out a warning when one of them looks derisively down at Simon and mumbles vampire . He’s summarily dismissed, and Jace’s heart feels two sizes too small for his chest as he looks at Simon’s ashen face.

“We need blood,” one of the healers says briskly, “we’ll need to take it from one of you and feed it to him. No direct contact. It’s much safer - “

“I’ll do it.” Jace practically shouts, at the same moment that Clary and Izzy step forwards and say the same thing. Alec looks at all three of them and pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Jace.” He says finally. “Simon’s already had some of your blood. You do it.”

And it feels almost fitting, Jace thinks, his fists clenched as the needle steadily draws blood out of his vein, that they come back to this, with the two of them mingled too closely to count. He’s lightheaded when they finish, and he barely remembers to activate his iratze as they start feeding blood to Simon through a tube in his arm; what feels like ages later, Simon bolts upright with a start.

“Did I miss something?” He croaks out, and Clary gives a watery laugh before she throws herself in Simon’s arms, and Izzy does the same, and Jace slides onto his bed and squeezes Simon’s shoulder. Their eyes meet, and Simon smiles softly at him.

Hours later, after Magnus does a quick check and the healers have left Simon with orders to stay a night in the infirmary in case something happens, Jace creeps back into the room and smile softly when he sees Simon propped up in bed, waiting for him.

“Knew I was coming?” He asks, his voice low. Simon grins.

“Figured you couldn’t stay away from my charms,” He says, winking comically at Jace, and Jace’s heart does a stupid little flutter, “it’s inevitable and - “

Jace doesn’t let him finish, because he’s leaning down to slot his mouth over Simon’s, curling his hands in the front of Simon’s shirt and kissing him almost desperately. He feels an aching intensity wash over him, from his fingertips to his caving lungs, and he pulls back to memorize Simon’s face.

“Don’t die.” He says, and Simon frowns at him, his eyes sad.

“I won’t.” Simon murmurs back, and he kisses Jace again, frantic and electric, and Jace groans low in his throat, a familiar burning in his sternum. He opens his eyes, and recognizes the soft golden glow suddenly emanating around the room, curling across Simon’s cheeks and shoulders. Simon makes a noise, pulling away, as his eyes widen and he traces a hand over Jace’s shimmering runes.

“I’ve never actually seen it happen.” Simon says, awestruck, and he bends down and traces a glittering line with his tongue, unafraid and unbearably gentle, and Jace can’t find the courage in him to say I can’t fully control them, I can’t control the way my heart feels like it’s soaring, I can’t control the ocean of longing I must have for you, powerful enough to make an angel out of me .

.

Simon is up and about quickly, and things fall into place as they’ve always been. Jace stubbornly doesn’t think about his runes flaring up, because he knows better. Simon is his friend, someone who he has great sex with, someone who will take him around New York to eat rainbow bagels and chase away ducks for him, and marathon Brooklyn 99 as many times as he asks. It’s normal, it’s so normal, and Jace would be a fool to want more.

It’s a bright afternoon when Simon catches Jace playing the piano, and when Jace sees Simon he grins and deftly switches keys, moving into Hedwig’s Theme , inordinately pleased when Simon laughs outright at that and bites his lip.

“You learned about Harry Potter.” Simon says when Jace finishes, and Jace pats the piano bench, letting Simon slide in next to him.

“I learned about Hedwig’s Theme ,” Jace corrects, “you’re gonna have to work harder to get me to watch the movies.” “What about reading the books? Book club ?” Simon snickers, and Jace rolls his eyes.

“Work even harder.”

Simon wiggles his eyebrows, his eyes fond. “I can do that,” he says, and then he leans in and kisses Jace and Jace kisses back. It’s easy and familiar, like they’ve done at least a hundred times before, but Jace still feels sparks racing under his skin like it’s something new.

They press against each other in the light of the window, clinging to each other on the tiny piano bench. Simon is straddling Jace, grinding down as he works a hickey into Jace’s neck, and Jace barely thinks as he palms the front of the growing bulge in Simon’s jeans and murmurs I love you like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

Time seems to freeze for a second, and Jace can acutely and suddenly hear every last drop of the silence abruptly surrounding them, before he panics and throws Simon off of him, springing off the piano bench and backing away towards the door.

Simon lands with a yelp and then immediately scrambles up, his eyes wide and chest heaving as he darts forward and blocks Jace’s path.

“ What ?” Simon asks, his voice thick, and Jace shuts his eyes and remembers what Alec said, so very long ago - Someone’s going to get hurt . He’d thought Alec meant Simon, because Simon is a romantic , but his parabatai is smarter than that.

Jace is going to get hurt. He’s going to get hurt, like he always does, because he’s a fool who never learned that love is a weakness. He opens his eyes, his mouth pressed into a thin line.

“You fucking heard me.” He says, his voice hard, and he shakes his head. “Let me go , Simon.”

He wants to curl up in a corner and feel every little bit of his sadness until it eats him away, until he can breathe again without his heart shaking painfully in his chest.

“No, I - “ Simon takes a deep breath, and his voice is shakey when he says, “I think I love you too.”

Jace’s world stops for a second time that day, and his mouth falls open as Simon huffs out a laugh and continues, “How could I not ? You’re so brave, and funny, and kind, and I just - it was so stupid of me to agree to just sex with you.”

“It was stupid of me .” Jace says hoarsely, his pulse thundering in his ears. “You’re - you’re you , and I’m just me.” He can’t quite believe this is real, almost thinks he’ll wake up.

“Just you?” Simon gapes at him, and then he smiles, small and sweet. “Whatever you think you are, I like that part of you. I really like it.”

Jace stares at him for a long time, searching his warm brown eyes, but Simon holds firm, and Jace finally caves.

“Well damn,” he says, his lips twitching as a wave of relief crashes over him, “I can’t believe it. You love me. Your fuckbuddy .”

“Yeah, call Lifetime, they need a new movie.” Simon grins, and then they’re moving together, surging forward, and the kiss is like coming home.

.

He and Simon have had sex more times than he can count now, but that night they make love -

it’s cheesy, and so fucking stupid, but it’s different, Jace can feel it. Every breath, every touch, every little thing, feels entirely new and fragile, soaked in the underlying knowledge that he loves Simon, that Simon loves him .

Simon moves slowly, his eyes roving over Jace’s body like he’s parched and Jace is the only thing he needs, his hips rocking forward at an infuriating pace. Jace arches his back and fists his hands in his bedsheets, unable to tear his gaze from Simon. They’re sweating, the heat wrapped like a blanket around them, and they’re both flushed red with exertion.

Simon’s a wreck, his eyes nearly black and his hair sticking up on one side. Jace is pretty sure he isn’t any better, his lips red and his chest covered in little bruises. Simon’s struggling to hold back with his strength, but Jace loves it, likes the little ache of pain, and he wants Simon to hold him close like this forever.

“When did you know,” Simon gasps out in the middle, “that you loved me?”

“This,” Jace pants out, screwing his eyes shut and groaning desperately as Simon thrusts, hard, “is definitely not - nghhh - the time to ask me that - “

“For me,” Simon continues blithely, falling forward and pressing his forehead to Jace’s, “it was last week, you know.” Jace doesn’t say anything, just opens his eyes and reaches up to cradle Simon’s face with his hands, searching his eyes. Simon looks right back. “We had sex, and then you convinced me to go to get pancakes with you in the middle of the afternoon.”

“I remember.” Jace says, torn between hysterical amusement and frustration as Simon keeps pushing into him, his hips slow and steady and sure as he teases Jace and pulls him to the brink. Simon grins.

“It was a shitty diner,” Simon whispers against Jace’s lips, “but you got syrup on your shirt and you looked so put out by it, and I just suddenly knewthat I wanted to see that face for as long as you’d have me, and that I’d wanted that for a long time.”

“ Syrup ?” Jace asks incredulously, and Simon snaps his hips forward aggressively and Jace gasps as the  next words are torn from him. “My stupid face ?”

“I love you,” Simons says, his voice strangled, “you and all your stupid faces.”

“ Fuck ,” Jace hisses, surging forward to sloppily kiss Simon, “You, when you were attacked, and my runes - that was it. You’re it, oh, fuck , Simon - “ He cries out, and there’s no more words as they hold each other and move faster and faster and faster, coming apart under each other’s hands, and it’s perfect in every way, and it’s not the first time or the second time or anything like that but it’s the time that counts, and that matters.

.

“I’m no longer accidentally having sex with Simon.” Jace announces to Alec and Izzy and Clary over the ops table. “It’s on purpose now.”

Simon chokes, and then he starts wheezing with laughter, and he has to excuse himself for a second as Jace smirks triumphantly.

“Good to know.” Izzy says, her lips pressed tight together, and then a second later she breaks down in a fit of laughter too, weeping and leaning against Clary. Alec looks severely unimpressed.

“Congratulations.” He tells Jace. “If you never tell me anything about your sex life again for at least a year, I’ll consider being your best man when the wedding happens.” He’s radiating warm approval through the bond, though, and Jace thinks about what Alec said before. Someone’s going to get hurt . But not this time.

He’s gotten it right this time, he thinks as Simon comes back and slips his hand into Jace’s, he’s finally gotten it right.