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Dinner and Bane | Jace Herondale

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Word Count: 1k

Genre: fluff | hurt/comfort?

Pairing(s): Jace Herondale x reader

Summary: When Jace is under house arrest in Magnus’ apartment, you come to keep him company. 

Warnings: Food, house arrest, brief sexual innuendo

Characters: Jace Lightwood, Magnus Bane

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You knocked hesitantly on the front door of Magnus’s apartment. You heard faint footsteps until the door swung open, revealing a frazzled Magnus. 

“Ah! Splendid, you’re here!” He said in a non-sarcastic voice, much to your surprise.

You held up the bag of food you were holding, “I brought food, I was hoping-“

“To keep Mr. Wayland- or I suppose not Wayland..” he muttered to himself, “Just…keep him busy. He won’t stop cleaning things. Oh, and keep your clothes on!”

You flushed but stepped through the door of Magnus’ apartment.

“He’s in the TV room.” Magnus pointed down the hall where you could hear noise pouring out, “I’ll take the food.” Magnus simply plucked the bag out of your arms and ushered to where Jace was.

You walked into the room, it was quite cozy, you thought. Jace looked up uninterested at the sound of footsteps but grinned when he saw you.

“Come to keep me company have you?” He wiggled his eyebrows

You scoffed playfully, “Actually, I came to make sure you don’t starve, and annoy Magnus to death. Alec wouldn’t be very happy, you know.”

Jace pouted, “Are you sure you didn’t come just to get your daily dose of this handsome face.”

“No, Magnus isn’t really my type.” Jace glared at you.

You giggled a little in return, Jace only rolled his eyes.

“Are you going to sit down or do you plan on staring at me all evening?” The blonde asked

You only smiled in return making your way over to the other side of the couch.

“Why are you so far away, what is this, the 1950s?” Jace scooted over to where you were seated and rested his head on your chest.

“Comfortable?” You ask, scratching his head lightly.

Jace grinned, eyes closed, “Very.”

It was then Magnus walked into the room. He stopped for a moment and raised his eyebrow. You shrugged, not halting your movements.

“Yes, glitter dealer, what is it?” Jace asked not opening his eyes

Magnus looked like he was going to comment on that but decided not to, “I was just wondering if the two of you were hungry. Seeing as your girlfriend is the one that brought the food.”

Jace looked up at you, “What’d you get?”

“Stuff from that Italian place we went to one time. Y’know, the night we were celebrating not being killed by that greater demon.” You answered

“If we celebrated every time we weren’t killed by a demon we’d have more parties in a year than Magnus has had in his entire life.” Jace responded

Magnus raised a finger, “Actually it would probably take you about…let’s see here.” Magnus was in a thinking position

Jace groaned, “I’m sorry I said anything.”

Magnus stopped his mental process, he looked at Jace and sighed, “Foods getting cold y’know.” Then he walked out

Jace jumped up, holding his hand out to you. You took it with a sarcastic smile. He grinned back. He seemed to do that a lot, grin.

The food was as good as it always was. You and Magnus exchanged small chatter, Jace being a bit preoccupied enjoying his dinner but occasionally added some unwanted (but amusing) sarcastic comments.

“Well, I suppose it is the perfect night after all. How about a movie?” Magnus suggested. He seemed adamant at keeping you longer. He had already ordered some cheesecake from a shop nearby.

“Like what, Sonic the Hedgehog goes to Vegas?” Jace asked

Magnus ignored him, “I thought the two of you could pick a movie. Seeing as you are quite younger than me. And I admit that I am not best at keeping up with all the movies.”

“Too busy inventing new ways to put glitter on the human body.” Jace said dryly

“Too busy throwing fabulous parties one might say.” Magnus responded

“Maybe if they're hoping to get laid.” Jace muttered

You interrupted them with the name of the movie you had been hoping to watch.

“Sounds lovely.” Magnus said, folding his hands tightly, mouth thin, “What’s it about?”

“Well I’ve never seen it before…” Jace looked at you, thoroughly amused, “but I’ve heard it’s really entertaining.”

“Doesn’t hurt to try.” Magnus decided

Jace grumbled but nodded.

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You made a mental note to never suggest watching a movie with Jace and Magnus ever again.

Most of the time they argued, Jace kept interrupting to make comments of the inaccuracy in the plot points or to make fun of the characters.

“All right, I’m heading out.” You say standing up from the couch

Jace looked displeased, “You aren’t staying?”

“No, she is not.” Magnus commented looking at his nails

“I’ll be back tomorrow.” You assured him but he still looked unhappy.

Doing the first thing that came to mind you leaned down and kissed him.

He hummed in surprise but didn’t pull back. He rested his hands on your hips. They held you in place as he kissed back.

Magnus cleared this throat loudly. “Let’s get the goodbyes over with so I can go to bed.”

“We’re not children, you know. We know where the door is.” Jace grumbled

“You are still children, and I prefer my couch to remain quite clean.”

“Whatever.” Jace grumbled. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the front door.

“And lock the door once she leaves!” Magnus called from back in the room

When you made it to the front door you could still see that Jace was unwilling to let you leave so soon, “You’ll be back tomorrow?”

You nodded, “I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Good.” He pulled you in for a kiss. One that wouldn’t be interrupted by the host of the apartment.

Pulling back and you were dazed. Jace's eyes swirled with many emotions. He stroked your cheek delicately and his eyes lit when you shivered. His hand was warm and would’ve been smooth if it weren’t for all the tiny scars that raised his skin. You felt them all as he caressed your face, as if he was memorizing it.

“Goodnight.” You say finally

His lips thinned, “Good night. I will see you tomorrow.”

“You will.” You promised

Closing the door after you stepped out. You let out a sigh. He’d be back at the institute soon enough, you tell yourself.

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edited on 05/16/2024

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What’s This? |Remus Lupin

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Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Fluff | established relationship

Pairing(s): Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader, James x Lily Potter, Marlene McKinnon x Dorcas Meadows, Sirius Black x Male!Unamed!Character, (mentioned) Mary Macdonald x Emmeline Vance, (mentioned) Frank x Alice Longbottom

Summary: You’ve been with Remus since Hogwarts and found out about his furry little secret before the two of you ever got into your romantic relationship. For years you’ve wanted nothing more than to give Remus one gift. This year is finally the year.

Warnings: Remus thinking low of himself (Remus being Remus), mentions of past transformations, cursing, crying (it’s not from something bad)

Characters: The Marauders (all four), Lily, Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadows, Sirius’ boyfriend, and 4 year old Harry Potter

Characters Mentioned: Alice and Frank Longbottom, Regulus Black, Pandora Lestrange, Mary Macdonald, Emmeline Vance, 4 year old Neville Longbottom

Notes:

Voldermort is gone

Peter never betrayed them

They all lived

All characters are in their mid-twenties

Readers mother is a potioneer

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 The Potters were well known amongst their loved ones for their famous Christmas Party. James’ parents, even though aging, continued with their parties, and the lot of you attended every year.

After James and Lily got married they started hosting holiday gatherings as well. It was a bit more of an inner circle than what James’ parents did. But you all looked forward to it every year.

“Hold on..I got this!” James assured us as he struggled to open the box in his hand.

Little Harry laughed at his fathers clear struggle, earning a grin from James. Lily looked at James strangely.

“James,” Lily plucked the box from him, “It’s already opened.” Lily opened the box with ease.

A fit of hysterical laughter filled the room.

You were resting on your boyfriend's legs, listening and joining in on conversation as your head rested on his thighs and your hands were intertwined across your stomach.

“Y’know,” Sirius began, “This reminds me of when we won that quidditch match against Ravenclaw and James got drunk as shit-“

“Sirius!” Multiple voices chastised

“Whoops.” Sirius grinned, not even trying to seem guilty. Sirius was spread across a love seat while his boyfriend sat on the floor in front of him.

“I think it’s time for Harry to go to bed.” James said, rushing towards Harry as if Sirius’ swear word would poison his son.

“Not yet, you know he gets fussy when he goes to bed too soon.” Lily stopped her husband

“Yeah, Jamie,” Marlene jokes, “It’s a holiday, let the kid stay up.”

“You’re only saying that because you’ve never had to deal with a fussy baby.” Dorcas pointed out

Marlene snorted, “Of course I have, I used to have to babysit my siblings when my parents went out. I’ve dealt with plenty of fussy babies.” The blonde corrected her wife.

“Thanks for volunteering to take care of Harry, Marls.” James teased as he gently plopped the four year old in Marlene’s lap.

Marlene’s eyes looked as though they were going to pop out of her head as Harry tried to reach for Marlene’s bottle of beer.

“Uh, love, a little help here.” Marlene begged her wife quietly.

“I thought you were used to fussy babies.” Dorcas teased

“I was, but that was a long time ago!” Marlene shrieked as she tried to keep the bottle of alcohol away from the persistent toddler.

“I’ll take him.” Sirius scooped Harry up from Marlene’s lap, “I’m his godfather, I’m amazing when it comes to these types of things.” He said proudly

“You called us crying because Harry got a paper cut.” Lily deadpanned

“It was a bad paper cut!” Sirius exclaimed

“It did look pretty bad.” James agreed quietly with his brother

Sirius grinned, feeling victorious.

Lily sent James a look, “But you did make it seem like Harry was dying.” James said quietly

Sirius gasped and pointed at Lily, “How dare you turn him against me. I thought we were closer than this, prongs.” Sirius feigned hurt, “Moony, Wormy, back me up here.”

“Leave me out of it.” Remus said

“I’m sure you meant well, Sirius.” Peter said in a slight sarcastic voice

“Thank you, wormy.” Sirius chose to ignore Peter's tone.

“I do not understand how you deal with toddlers all the time, Lils. First, you and James, then Alice and Frank.” Marlene commented

“How is Alice and Frank?” Lily asked, suddenly very curious about one of her closest friends.

Marlene shrugged, “Good. Me and Dorcas went over for dinner earlier this week. Their little mutant clinged to my leg the entire time.” The blonde complained.

“It was sweet, he likes you.” Dorcas teased

“Tell that to the slobber left on my good pants.”

“I'm glad to hear that.” Lily said, “I got a letter from Mary yesterday morning as well.”

“How's our sunshine doin?” Sirius asked

“She and Emmeline are traveling right now…she thinks Emmeline is going to propose!” Lily's excitement was obvious.

“About time.” Sirius spoke up, “How long have they been together? Since third year?”

“Sixth year.” Lily corrected

“You’re next, Moony.” Peter said teasingly

“Yeah, Moony, when are you going to pop the question.” Sirius was only joking. All of them knew why Remus hadn’t proposed.

“Just be patient, pads.” Remus jokes

Sirius snorted, “You sound like my little brother. Though he and his blonde friend were a thing, then I found out he’s seeing some muggle from France.”

“Regulus?” Peter questioned

Sirius nodded, “The boys a blonde and everything.” Sirius looked towards Marlene, jokingly.

“Must be hot then.” Marlene jokes.

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Remus had already changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed. He was only waiting for you to come to bed so he could fall asleep.

Meanwhile, you paced in the living room of your shared cottage. You sent occasional glances towards the basket that held the vials of potion your mom had produced for you.

“Love?” Remus called from the stairs

“In here!” You called back, you shuffled your feet in nervousness.

What if he didn’t like it? What if he thought you were trying to fix him? What if it doesn’t work?

Remus peeked his head in the doorway and smiled at you, making your heart melt in love.

“What’cha doin? It’s late.” He walked towards you and stiffened when he saw your uncomfortable posture.

“A-are you okay?” He asked worriedly

You managed a small smile and stepped towards him, straight into his arms and rubbed his back. Mostly to calm yourself.

“I have a present for you.” You whispered

Remus hummed in confusion, he hadn’t heard you, you realize.

“I have a present for you.” You said louder, pulling back from his chest but keeping his arms around his waist as his arms stayed around your shoulders.

His brows furrowed, “Okay?”

You sighed, stepping back and walking towards the basket, “Sit down.” You said

You heard shuffling and the creak of your chair.

Gently, you pulled a single vial from the basket and walked over to him. Without making eye contact you sank to your knees beside him.

He eyed your figure and chuckled nervously, “You’re freaking me out a bit..”

You sighed regretfully, “it’s nothing bad. I promise. It’s just..I’m worried you might not..like it?” You said for lack of better word

Remus smiled softly and squeezed your hand, resting on his thigh reassuringly, “Whatever it is, I’m sure I will love it.”

You smiled back and handed him the vial of potion.

His face contorted back to one of confusion.

“Look at the label.” You said quietly, scanning his face for his reaction.

You watched him turn the bottle over and read the label. Once…twice..three times.

“Is this..” he said with a disbelieving tone

“It’s Wolfsbane. I’ve got plenty of more in the basket over there.” You motioned towards the basket, “My mom made it so it should work perfectly.”

His face didn’t change.

“Rem..” you said in an anxious voice.

“How..why..?” His voice broke

“I know you’ve read about it in the “Daily Prophet” about a hundred times. I asked my mom..I paid for the ingredients and my mom brewed it. For you.”

Remus took in a shaky breath and looked at you with tear-filled eyes, “You shouldn’t have.” He said, holding back tears.

You sat up and wrapped your arms around his shoulder, “I wanted to. I know how much you’ve wanted this..how much you need this. You deserve every last vile and much more.”

Remus let out a sob and buried his head into your chest.

“Thank you, thank you.” He pulled you into his lap, and buried his face into your neck, “I don’t deserve you.”

You whispered sweet things into his ear as he cried. He only continued to hold you tighter.

When pulled back from your neck you cupped his cheeks and wiped his tears from his face.

He continued to mutter words of gratitude as he pulled you into a kiss. The kiss was full of so much adoration and love, as you knew he was trying to express how grateful he was.

“I love you.” He said

“I know, and I love you too.”

As the two of you went to bed that night, wrapped in each other's arms, there was a new feeling, one that you knew Remus could feel too. It was a new sort of understanding between you and your lover, one that you were sure would last the rest of your lives.

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edited on 05/16/2024

Note: I did not write this, the person that did write this has their username at the top.

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Quidditch Mishaps

You get a nasty injury during quidditch and your roommate, Poppy is assigned to watch you. (PLATONIC PAIRING) WC: 599

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Jace Herondale in a relationship with someone who has anxiety

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Note: A little self-indulgent here because I have diagnosed anxiety

Warnings: Anxiety, crowds, food, among other things.

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He picked up on it really fast

He might not have realized it was anxiety but he just knew that you were uncomfortable

Jace tries his best to help you

If you feel overwhelmed by a crowd he’s quick to pull the two of you in an alleyway so you calm down

Afraid of speaking? He’s got you

He knows your thoughts and motives so he has no problem communicating your thoughts to someone else

Also has no problem telling someone off or punching them for making you uncomfortable

If your nervous from someone staring at you he steps in between the two of you

Nervous about a fight? He’s never out of your sight

He likes to name the facts or his observations

For example: you think everyone is staring at your outfit while at a restaurant

He catches your eye

“Everyone is here to eat.”

“This place is pretty, they’re admiring the scenery.”

“Did you see the way his eye just twitched?” He’s on a first date with that girl, he’s too busy trying to impress her to notice anything around him. Like how he’s about to spill the water right down his shirt.”

“You don’t know these people. They don’t know you.”

“Even if you were ever to be in the same room again, you wouldn’t recognize each other.”

“You look stunning.”

If it’s too loud in a room and you’re okay with it, he wraps him arms around you and pulls you to his chest so you can listen to his heart beat

Will defend you from anyone

This man would fight to the death for you

Overwhelmed by the amount of work you need to do? He helps you plan it out with plenty of breaks inbetween

Has an endless amount of patience for you

Would sit with you for hours to help you on whatever you’re doing

He’s really good at massages too

If you’re having a headache or you’re stiff he doesn’t mind rubbing your back, shoulders, head, etc.

But he would like one in return

If you’re feeling overstimulated from talking to so many people he’ll find an empty area where you can be alone, or he’ll just take you home

He doesn’t care if it’s an important event you are his #1 priority

He’s subconsciously making sure that you’re eating enough and drinking enough water

He’s probably showed up to your room before with either a nice snack or meal saying how, “You have not eaten.”

He’s your emotional support person when you go out into the wild public

He doesn’t care if you cling to him or follow him around at a social event the entire time, in fact, he enjoys it

if he’s not with you, he’s worried the entire time

Like seriously, he’s acting like a parent

doesn’t like to be away from you if he knows you could be put into a situation where you get anxious (which is a lot)

Big on praising you

He’s good at noticing what your most self-conscious about and he just spends so much time praising it

He has a really nice voice too

Sometimes he just whispers to you while in public events about nonsense just to distract you or to make you smile

Doesn’t give a fuck who sees the two of you (unless it puts you in danger)

If you’re insecure about other people finding him attractive he’d probably make out with you in front of them just to remind you that you’re the only one he cares about

He probably has some anxiety too

He just doesn’t realize it

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An Angels Arms | Jace Herondale

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Word Count: 1.7k

Genre: Domestic Fluff

Pairing(s); Jace Herondale x wife!reader, Magnus Bane-Lightwood x Alec Lightwood-Bane, Isabelle Lightwood x Simon Lovelace, Luke Graymark x Jocelyn Fairchild

Summary: You fall asleep after spending an evening surrounded by your family and friends, and you wake up in your husbands arms.

Warnings: Food, some sexual innuendos (kinda)

Characters included/mentioned: Luke Graymark, Jocelyn Fairchild, Mayrse Lightwood, Clary Fairchild, Simon Lovelace, Isabelle Lightwood, Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane, and Max Lightwood-Bane

Notes:

Jace and reader are married

They live in the Herondale estate

Magnus and Alec are married

Max Lightwood-Bane is in this (he’s a little over one)

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The institute shined in holiday lights. It took everyone hours to decorate the inside of the institute. You could still hear Jace grumbling in your ear about how pointless the entire thing was. But you all had persevered. The institute looked so glorious. Many pictures were taken because everyone was very proud of the results.

Magnus summoned most of the decorations, others were made by everyone in attendance (even Jace though he wasn’t given a choice), and some even came from respective childhoods. 

The halls were filled with the sound of holiday music as you all decorated. With the occasional argument over decorations, (and the mishap where Max accidentally set multiple trees on fire), you were all putting in work. The institute truly looked like a Christmas card. 

Jace, being the angsty adult teenager he is, kept pestering you about when dinner was going to get there. 

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Last night was Christmas Eve and though the majority were neither religious or didn’t celebrate Christmas, it was agreed to get together to celebrate the holidays that night.

The institute smelled delightful with multiple pastries and appetizers adoring the tables. 

First, you waited for everyone to show up. You and Jace got there early as the Lightwood siblings had agreed to help their mother with preparing the food. You decided to come along with Jace because you thought there was no point waiting three more hours waiting at home when you could show up early and help your mother-in-law. Jace hadn’t been looking forward to helping Mayrse cook and clean, any more than he was excited to see what food Isabelle decided to bring. 

When you portalled into the institute you immediately heard chatter in the kitchen. 

After setting down your bags of presents by the tree, you followed the noise and sure enough, Isabelle, Alec, Simon, and Maryse were already there. Mayse was standing very intimidatingly in the center of the kitchen giving everyone orders with a wave of the knife she was holding. 

“Ah, the perfect picture of Shadowhunter holidays.” Jace said announcing your presence

Mayrses head had snapped towards the two of you and she smiled immediately embracing her adopted son, and you as well (to your surprise). 

“Good, you’re here. Jace, go help Alec with the stuffing. Dear, if you could help Simon and Isabelle with the mashed potatoes that would be lovely.” 

Simon looked like he was meant for a baking show, with a holiday apron and white chefs hat. He seemed very concerned as he watched his fiance pour things into the bowl. When you came over he smiled, happy to not have to be the one to tell Isabelle that she wasn’t following the recipe correctly and therefore getting snapped at.

And so the next few hours passed with a lot of orders from Maryse and annoyed debate from Isabelle after she considered putting brownie batter in the mashed potatoes. 

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Then, Luke and Jocelyn showed up holding ceramic bowls filled with food. 

Clary came only a few moments later her red hair disheveled and covered with snow, a bag clearly filled with presents hung at her side. 

Last, but certainly not least, coming fashionably late, was Magnus and a well dressed Max. 

Unfortunately Robert Lightwood had some things in Alicante that he couldn’t be excused for. So he was unable to join.

They invited Aline and her family but they were spending Christmas with Aline’s girlfriend, Helen, and the rest of the Blackthorn family.

Greetings went by swiftly and then everyone sat down and ate dinner. 

Afterwards multiple card and board games were gone through. Jace and Alec had gotten up sometime in the middle wanting to ‘fetch something’ but you translated that to ‘I want to go play swords with my parabatai’. They were only gone for a few moments before Mayrse had dragged them back saying they were going to ruin their nice clothes. 

You have to say your favorite part was when Mayrse began retelling past holiday stories about Jace, Alec, Isabelle, and their late brother Max.

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Finally the presents were passed around. 

Max got an overwhelming amount of presents by Alec’s standards. 

“You guys really didn’t have to get him so many presents. I mean, you should see the amount that is lying under our own tree back home!” Alec stressed.

But Max was happy so he didn’t press much more. 

You gave Jace a ceramic duck, he glared at you and shook his head disapprovingly as everyone else laughed in amusement. 

“Just be glad I didn’t get a live duck like Magnus suggested.” You whispered

Jace looked a little horrified at the thought and shivered. 

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After presents were done, the mindless chatter began. 

People would take turns playing with Max, and then Max would be passed around on people's laps once he started to get tired, eventually landing in Alec’s lap while Magnus played with his son's hair affectionately. 

You couldn’t remember when you first started getting lulled into sleep. Maybe it was when Magnus sat at the piano, playing multiple tunes that he had heard throughout his life. Probably not when Clary and Simon recited a holiday song they learned in elementary school. If you couldn’t guess they weren’t the best of singers. Perhaps it was when Jace started combing his fingers through your hair, as you laid your head against his chest. The warmth of his body and the rythmic sound of his heartbeat probably helped as well. Yeah, that was probably it. 

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The light pours into your room. Not unpleasant but enough to wake you from your peaceful slumber. 

You quickly realize that you’re back in the Herondale house. The new familiarity of the room you and Jace (mostly you, since Jace kept insisting he didn’t care how you decorated) decorated. The single bookshelf that isn’t a far distance from your bed holds both of your favorite reads as well as photographs from your wedding, honeymoon, missions, and other memorable moments with your family and friends. 

Your eyes first go to a picture with Jace, who wore a wide grin with his nephew, Max on his shoulders wearing one quite similar. You took that photo while at a fair (something Jace had considered ‘childish’ but had a lot of fun at). It was at the end of the night. Max obviously exhausted, but overall ecstatic, it had been his first time at the fair. Jace looked sweaty and worn out but you could tell that he wasn’t tired. He was a shadowhunter after all. 

On a shelf down is a picture of you and Jace, simply talking. It was after a rougher mission and you were both bloodied and bruised but the look of pure love the two of you shared had drawn you to frame it. 

Looking towards the left, on your windowsill was a picture from your wedding. You in your gold dress, and Jace in his button up black shirt with his black leather jacket. You and Jace were sitting down, tired from socializing and dancing. Your head was on his shoulder and he was peering down at you, a big smile on his face, one that reflected on your own. 

You laugh a little bit thinking back to a time where you thought you and Jace would’ve never been. How happy you are that you were wrong.

“What are you laughing at so early in the morning?” A familiar voice rasps, still laced in sleep

You shake your head moving your body so you could face him. “Nothing.” you smile brightly looking at him. 

Jace Herondale, your husband, who is more angel than the majority of Shadow Hunters, has killed more demons than anyone his age, and a damn good shadow hunter, is laying in bed next to you, his eyes lined with a reminisce of sleep. 

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” The blonde voices with a tired smirk

You huff out a laugh and comb your fingers lazily through his blonde locks. 

Jace makes a grumble of appreciation and his mouth softens to a genuine pleased smile. His head subconsciously leans into your head.

You smile and go down for a kiss, one he returns with great pleasure. 

Kissing Jace Herondale is how you would imagine a goodbye-this is the last time I might ever see you again-kiss. Its hard, full of passion, and yearning.

His hand is on the back of your head with a firm-but not too firm-grip keeping you close. 

You are the one to pull away first causing a noise of disapproval from your husband. 

“Merry Christmas.” You barely manage to say before Jaces lips were back on yours. 

With a bit of a struggle you pull back and smiled, “We need to get ready.” 

Jace scoffs disapprovingly, “What for?” 

“We’re supposed to be meeting up with your family again later.” You answer

“Later. We saw plenty of them last night. I’m sure they won’t mind me spending today with my wife.” He says before pulling you in for another kiss

“You spend every day with me.” You murmur trying to hold onto the thought of Alec, Magnus, and Max who were expecting you later on. 

“And everyday I only want you more.” He whispers, his hands roaming your body in pleasure, pulling you closer to him as if you were pulling away.

But you weren’t, you're not sure you could when you wanted him just as much. 

You pull back and hold his face in your hands, his lips still only a few inches from yours. 

He pouts and glares at you. 

You laugh in response. 

“We can’t miss breakfast. Magnus will hold it over our heads for the rest of our lives.” 

“I don’t give a flying fu-” Jace began only for you to cover his mouth

“Jace!” You laugh a little. Just a little. 

The famous Herondale smirk was ever so present when you remove your hand. “Fine. We can do breakfast, lunch, and dinner or whatever but after that you’re mine for the night.” 

Your heart skips a beat, “Sounds wonderful.” 

He smiles bringing you in this time for a warm embrace.

“I love you.” You murmur into his shoulder

“I love you more.” He murmurs back, a stupid grin on his face.

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edited on 05/16/2024

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The arrow ingraved with your name is handed to you. You do what has been shown and let your arrow fly. The arrow bursts into the color green. You’ve been sorted into Bellefeuille.

When sitting down you noticed a pin on the collar of your uniform. A green falling leaf transforms into the letter “B”. This is the symbol that represents your house.

Welcome to Bellefeuille, home of Beauxbatons; Activists, adventurers, graderners, animal lovers, among many other things.

Some say that the Bellefeuille common area has a special entry way to Beauxbatons famous gardens. The same gardens that have the fountain of Nicholas Flamel, one of Beauxbatons most honorable graduates.

Their common area is said to be the simplest, but cozy. You’ll find many groups of friends sitting around coming up with new ideas for adventures they’d like to go on. If you’ve met someone in Bellefuille it’s likely you haven’t forgetton about them. Though kind and social they believe in standing up for what they believe is right.

Welcome to Bellefuille, what will you do?

Ombrelune

Of

Beauxbatons

French School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Beauxbatons Masterlist

Ambition • Curiosity • Logic • Cunning •

The Sinister Moon