Miscellaneous Masterlist

Hot Summer Days and Lakes | Clary Fairchild

Clary Fairchild Masterlist

Word Count: 897

Genre: Fluff | Slice of life

Pairing(s): Clary Fairchild x Partner!Reader

Summary: You and your girlfriend, Clary, decide to spend a hot day at the lake. 

Warnings: sharp rocks, small hiding places?

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 It wasn’t hard to get Clary to spend the day at the lake. This particular lake was located near her dad's renovated house out of the city. It’s mid June and the weather has been scorching hot. 

Since the both of you are adults, Clary’s parents (reluctantly) let the two of you have the house to yourselves. Much to the enjoyment of the two of you. You couldn’t remember a time where you got to spend such isolation with your girlfriend, without having to worry about interruptions or strangers or responsibilities. So far, the hours you have had were amazing. 

You had spent breakfast outside, Clary with her bagel and coffee, and you with your own preferred breakfast. You didn’t have to worry about time, so you spent a good hour just talking. Taking bites with minutes in between. There was no need to rush. 

The walk to the lake had been calm, filled with laughter. The two of you walking side by side, hand in hand. Clary had been telling about some anime she and Simon had recently started. She filled you in on her favorite characters and her predictions for how the story would progress. You listened and asked questions, loving the way her eyes shone, and the sound of her voice. Obviously she was taken by the subject, the words flowing out of her mouth smoothly with passion and emotion. 

The two of you had also discussed your friends and your predictions as to what they were doing at that moment. Clary told you that Simon was supposed to be meeting with his ‘band’ that morning. Simon had wanted to come but then quickly realized that this was a romantic retreat and decided against pushing to come. 

“I bought this comic with different Japanese fighting styles, I've been taking notes on some I think would be useful.” Clary stated, looking proud

“Is that so? You know, fiction fighting and real life fighting rarely mirror each other. As far as I know their fighting skill is over-exaggerated and sometimes just unnecessary.” You respond

Clary shook her head smiling, “Actually I talked to Alec about some of the techniques and he said they were legitimate.” 

“Well, if Alec approved it, it must be accurate.” You said sarcastically

“Exactly.” Clary returned with a sarcastic smirk

When you got to the lake side, quickly you shedded your layers of clothes revealing the swimsuit underneath. 

Clary did the same, looking a little flustered. She wore a simple pastel purple one piece, but in truth she looked breathtaking. Noticing your admiring stare, Clary flushed, a shy smile on your face. 

You set the towels you had brought on some of the dryer, but not so dirty rocks. 

“We should put on sunscreen before we get in.” Clary commented, pulling out a bottle of such product from the bag she had brought. The bag was decorated with some anime characters that you were unable to identify. 

Once she was done she handed you the bottle, “Get my back?” She asked smirking

You wore a smirk of your own, grabbing the bottle from her hands and putting a dime size in your palm. You purposefully spent more time rubbing the protective cream on her back, enjoying the way she shivered. At your touch or the temperature of the cream, you weren’t sure. You ended it with a small kiss on the side of her neck. She flushed again. 

“My turn.” She turned around and applied some to your back. You could tell she was trying to replicate your previous movements. Spending more time in an area that made you tense up or shiver involuntarily. 

“You ready?” I ask, casting a glance toward the water. 

Clary nods

Clary and I decided to just jump in. Better than stepping in, we both agreed. 

The chill water immediately  engulfed our bodies. A vast contrast to the humidity of  the air. Clary shrieked and I laughed. 

“It’s cold!” Clary shrieked 

“That’s the point!” I laughed 

Eventually we got into a game of trying to dodge each other. Basically just playing tag in the water with the just people. We were both surprised by the amount of hiding places the rocks held. 

“I’ve been here a zillion times, how have I never noticed this!” Clary had said when she found a little opening in between the rocks

“This would’ve been a great place to avoid my mother trying to put sunscreen on me.” Clary mumbled looking genuinely a little disappointed. 

“Well if you ever bring Simon here again, perhaps you could try and scare him.” You had commented 

Clary brightened, “You are a genius!” She kissed your cheek

You spent hours there, in the water, now the chill being bearable, doing all different activities. At one point you attempted to pass a plastic volleyball but it popped on one of the sharper rocks a few minutes in. 

The sun was setting, and you both agreed to pack up and head back. Clary picked up her phone and scoffed. 

“What?” You ask, genuinely curious

“Simon is going to my favorite noodle place, without me!” She said

“How dare he.” You said dryly

“I know! When I get back he better be ready.” Clary muttered, resulting with a laugh from you

“We should do this again.” Clary said, smiling brightly

“We should.” You agree, taking her hand in yours.

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edited on 05/17/2024

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘖𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘦

Beauxbatons Masterlist

When they hand you the arrow that has your name ingraved in it, you recall their demonstration as you pull back and let it fly. The arrow burst into a cloud dark blue, you’ve been sorted into Ombrelune.

When you see a pin on the collar of your uniform, you notice the “O” in the middle transforms into the moon. The moon also indicates whatever moon phase you will be seeing that night.

You’ve been placed into Ombrelune, house of Beauxbatons; Astronomers, inventors, teachers, diplomats, scientists, authors, among many other things.

The common area of Ombrelune is located in the highest tower. It is also the common room closest to the grand library. The common area in Ombrelune is the most luxurious. With high quality furniture and telescopes always available to any student.

Welcome to Ombrelune, how will you leave your mark?

Ashlynn Ella and Briar Beauty Headcanons

Ever After High Masterlist

Warning: Some topics might be triggering

Mentions of; panic attacks, Hyperventilating, and more

Since Ashlynn was a little girl she dreamed every night for her happily ever after

Romance quickly became her favorite genre

Pansexual, she doesn’t care for gender, she just wants someone who loves her for who she is

When she was really young she spent most of her time outdoors

She’d run around barefoot and bring things she found interesting to her mother

She always liked how the rough ground felt on her feet for some reason

But when she was old enough to recognize the judging looks people would send her she stopped going at as much

Or at least where people could see her

Her mother was often busy with royal duties so while her mother could only sit outside with Ashlynn, she couldn’t play with her

So Ashlynn occupied herself by finding new animals or plants

She learned to adore a lot of her wilderness friends and was so honored to be invited into their games

She also adores flowy things

Ashlynn hates tight clothing

Her closet being full of nice flowy dresses, shirts, skirts, pants, etc.

She doesn’t mind tight shoes though

She feels they keep her grounded in her High imagination

Ashlynn went to balls a lot as a kid and loved seeing all the flowy gowns and the way the dancers moved

Her favorite was always the ballet dancers

But when she tried to do ballet and quickly realized how uncomfortable her feet were, she stopped

Because while her other shoes might be a bit uncomfortable, ballet shoes were so much worse

She cried all night when she gave up ballet because it was just too much for her

But her mother quickly enrolled her in other dancing classes

She quickly loved ballroom dancing, waltzing, and even began to do figure skating

She adores both winter and summer

Summer because of all the beautiful flowers and animals

Winter because she can figure skate in the big lake by her castle and the romantic ideas of cuddling by the fire

She probably expects very highly of herself but nowhere near Apple

She’s the therapist friend

Sweet>Salty

Briar Beauty

Briar prefers tighter clothes

It’s kind of a reminder that she is awake

Bisexual (pref for girls)

The reason she falls asleep randomly is because she is sleep deprived

She has and will do some unhealthy things if it means staying awake

When she learned that a spinner was the reason for her long slumber, she was only seven and it scared her so bad

She would start hyperventilating at the sight of the needle

She’s had SO many nightmares in her life

Briar was given a therapist very young to try and accept her destiny

It didn’t really help

A lot of the reasons she tries to be bold and out their is because she hopes that just maybe someone will know who she is in 100 years

Has totally done something random like cut off all of hair on a whim

Once she finally believed she wouldn’t have to sleep for 100 years she had to go back and kind of figure out who she wanted to be rather than who she felt she had to be, in order to be known

Ashlynn was definitely there trying to help Briar figure out a healthy sleep schedule

It was very difficult for Briar for a long time because she would wake up drenched in sweat

She’d panic because she thought she had slept for 100 years

Briar has probably woken up in panic attacks before

The thought still plagues her

She wants to try so many things but gets bored of things quickly because she thinks she has to try everything

Salty>Sweet

The thought of love made her so nervous because she was worried she’d lose everyone

She loves strong floral scents

But cannot keep a plant alive to save her sleep schedule

Coffee, coffee, coffee.

She was probably in a relationship with Melody Piper at some point

Loves mixing edgy with feminine

Also has really learned to love to express herself through makeup and hair

Poor girl had a hard childhood and has a really hard relationship with sleep

She is getting better but that fear wills always be present

Hogwarts Founders Face Claims

Harry Potter Universe Masterlist

Note: GIFS don’t belong to me, I got them from Pinterest.

Tom Hiddleston as Salazar Slytherin

Luke Pasqualino as Godric Gryffindor

Medalion Rahimi as Rowena Ravenclaw

Gugu Mbatha-Raw as Helga Hufflepuff

Pumpkin Carving | Simon Lewis

The Mortal Instruments Masterlist

Word Count: 2k

Genre: fluff | slice of life

Pairing(s): Simon x mortal!girlfriend!Reader, Clary x friend!Reader, mentions of Clary x Jace

Summary: You and your boyfriend, Simon carve pumpkins for Halloween at Clary’s house

Warnings: Knives, mentions of fights with demons, mentions of stabbing oneself, dizziness

Notes:

Reader is aware of the supernatural

Reader is a mortal but never said to be a mundane

Reader has fought demons before

Simon is a vampire in this

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Your boyfriend is a vampire. 

Something you never thought you'd say or truly believe. 

But it does seem to add to the aesthetic of fall, or more specifically Halloween.

Halloween is about a week away so Clary brought it upon herself to try and get you all together to do fall activities. 

Today you’re carving pumpkins but it seems that only you Clary, and Simon are in attendance.

When you arrived Clary said something about the shadow hunters being busy with something at the institute and that they might join you later for the movie.

You walked out to the back to see your boyfriend and Luke putting newspapers on the table on the patio. 

You’re out at the farmhouse for the weekend, Clary and Simon said it would be the perfect ambiance for fall activities. You couldn’t help but agree now that you're standing outside.

“Are we sure these aren’t gonna fly away?” Jocelyn Fairchild asked, looking skeptically at the table covered in the newspaper.

“We can always tape them down later. Besides, the pumpkin's weight will keep most of them grounded.” Luke shrugged looking at his fiance 

“Oh! Speaking of pumpkins we should probably go get them from the truck.” Clary said rushing back inside

Luke and Jocelyn began to walk after their daughter meeting somewhere in between and wrapping their arms around each other. 

Simon made his way over to you and pulled you into a quick greeting hug. 

It was different hugging Simon after he turned, you were sure of that but you couldn’t quite remember how it had felt hugging him before he turned. You quickly realize that you're not so sure we hugged at all before he turned.

Simon's lips pressed to your forehead and you shivered involuntarily. It was an odd feeling, not unpleasant, just weird. 

“How was the drive?” He mumbled, his lips pulling away from your forehead.

He kept one of his arms wrapped around your shoulder as you began walking after our friends. 

“Decent.” You shrugged, “I must admit I forgot how beautiful this place was.” 

You had been to Luke's farmhouse once before, about a week ago, but it had been nighttime and you hadn’t been there long. 

Now, seeing the field of trees and grass in the light of the late afternoon you felt peaceful.

Something that has recently become foreign. 

When fighting demons becomes your life you begin to savor this domestic kind of peace. Something as simple as looking at a pretty view wrapped up in the arms of someone you love.

“Me too. But if you think it’s beautiful now you should see it in the spring, when all the plants are coming back to life after the winter.” Simon replied

Your stomach rattled in excitement, something about Simon sharing something he loved with you felt so...lovely? You can’t really find a good word to describe it.

Your relationship is still new, but your feelings have been growing for far longer. 

Walking out in the front to where Luke’s truck (and your car as well) is parked on the gravel road.

Clary stood holding a pumpkin wider than her frame, the orange being an odd contrast to her hair. 

She looked up at the sound of the door shutting behind you and grinned, “Finally, I thought you guys might’ve gotten lost in the bedroom.”

Simon surely would have flushed if he was still human, and your own cheeks conjured a bit of a rosy tint on them.

“Clary!” Her mother chastised, Luke shook his head disapprovingly but didn’t say anything.

Clary blushed a little bit, seemingly forgotten her parents were there too. 

“Whoops. Sorry.” She said but her grin didn’t fade, and you all knew she wasn’t really sorry. 

“Don’t worry Clary, we'll save our antics for bedtime.” You whispered to her once you were close enough

Clary giggled and Simon looked shocked. 

He squeezed your arm and sent you a teasing glare.

You responded with a mischievous grin of your own and kissed him lightly on the cheek. 

He made a grumble sound of appreciation. 

Apparently, Luke and Clary had gotten up early this morning and picked out a bunch of pumpkins from a local market for you to choose from.

Once you picked one you all headed back out to the patio. 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to carry yours?” Simon asked you once more

You nodded in response just as Clary said, “Don’t worry Simon, you can show her your new found strength later in the bedroom.” This time her voice was hushed to make sure her parents weren’t listening. 

Though in the back of your mind you wondered if Luke had heard anyway.

But when you looked over at him he was chatting happily with Jocelyn so he probably wasn’t paying attention to your trio.

Once you all found your place at the table Luke pulled out a little bin of carving tools and put them in the center. 

“I wasn’t able to get any from the store because they were all sold out, so these are the ones from last year that we were able to save. So we’ll all have to share. And Simon you can still bleed so please be careful with that knife.” Luke said, causing all of you to snap your attention to your boyfriend, who was examining one of the sharper knives. 

He looked quite offended to be called out, “What- I wasn’t going to stab myself!” 

“You may not have meant to but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t have happened.” Clary muttered causing you to laugh

Simon sent a glare towards both of you but you only giggled in return. 

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Turns out fighting demons made it easier to carve a pumpkin.

No one asked for Luke’s assistance (which he seemed to be a little upset by) as you cut the tops of your pumpkins out.

You watched as Simon put his arm into the pumpkin to grab the first handful of pumpkin guts and saw him shiver in disgust. 

“I swear it didn’t feel like that last year.” He said

“You're a vampire now.” You respond

“Right.” He muttered

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Sometime later, you walked over towards Simon to borrow one of his knives when you saw him beginning to carve out on the face of the pumpkin. 

“You're done scooping out the seeds?” you ask glancing towards the pumpkin so see plenty more of the pumpkins insides still present. 

“Yes. Why?” He asked 

“Well it's just..” You reached into the pumpkin and pulled out a handful of seeds.

“I’ll get those later.” Simon shrugged

You huffed out a laugh and threw the seeds at your boyfriend, causing him to let out an over exaggerated gasp. 

Clary, who had apparently been watching, started to laugh. You giggled before looking at Simon’s face and wondered for a moment if you had gone too far.

Then he looked up and grinned at you, “Oh is that what we’re doing now!” He reached back into the pumpkin and pulled out two handfuls of guts. He threw one at you and the other at Clary. 

“Hey!” Clary yelled out in surprise

You only giggled and walked back towards your own pumpkin to gather some of the insides that had piled up beside your pumpkin. 

When you looked back up, a handful of seeds and such in both hands, you saw that Clary was smearing some pumpkin guts on Simon’s shirt.

You ran over to help Clary, throwing some of the stuff at Simon’s face. He cried out in disgust and looked towards you. 

Realizing what he was about to do you began to try to run backwards but Simon was faster. 

He grabbed you around your middle and threw you over his shoulder. 

Then I heard Clary shout, “Let her go!” 

She was running towards you with more orange guts in her hands. 

Simon seemed to have also noticed his best friend because his arms tightened around you as he started running away. 

Simon was running at a human pace, you noted.

You couldn’t breathe because of how hard you were laughing as Simon ran in circles with Clary after him shouting things like; 

“Put her down and I won’t have to gut you!” 

“Simon Lewis I hope you don’t value your hair too much!”

“Once i’m done with you i’m going to enter you into a pumpkin contest you’ll look so orange!” 

Eventually Clary caught up with you, but at that point you were dizzy from being tossed around as Simon ran. 

As Clary threw pumpkin guts at Simon, he seemed to be tossing you around even more as he tried not to get hit.

“Okay kids if you want to finish these pumpkins before dark you better go back over here!” Luke called

Simon and Clary seemed to have silently agreed to yield their fight and Simon lowered you to the ground.

You stumbled a little but Simon's arms quickly sought out to help you. 

“You okay?” Clary asked you, still out of breath from running and laughing

You nodded but you caught Simon's worried glance, “I’m okay.” you assured him

He smiled apologetically, “I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t be sorry, I had fun.” You grinned, still a little dizzy

“Okay lovebirds.” Clary called out walking back to her parents

“Just because Jace isn’t here doesn’t mean you have to rain on our parade.” Simon called back causing Clary to let out a laugh

Simon kept a steadying arm around your waist as you walked back to the table.

When you got closer you realized that Jocelyn and Luke’s clothes had also been stained in orange, you think they had their own little fight as well.

When you got back to carving out pumpkins (with occasionally throwing of guts until Jocelyn told all of us to stop to stop) things were peaceful with the remains of laughter still in the air. 

Finally you finished, and looked over at your friends.

Clary and her mother were still very concentrated on their pumpkins. But Simon and Luke seemed to be chatting. 

“You done?” You asked going over to your boyfriends side

“Yep, look!” He said beaming proudly his arm coming around your shoulder to pull you closer.

When you looked over at the pumpkin you saw a glob of different shapes.

“What is it?” You asked after a moment

“What do you mean? It’s a smiley face with fangs!” He said genuinely shocked

“Oh!” You nodded 

“Let me see.” Clary said, wiping her hands off on some of the newspaper. 

When she walked over she let out a laugh, causing you to bite back one your own.

Simon teasingly kicked the back of her leg but it only caused Clary to laugh harder. 

“It’s wonderful, Simon! Here, let me take a picture!” Clary said grinning 

Simon was quick to move causing you to nearly lose your balance.

“Absolutely not, you are not sending that to Jace!” Simon stated

“What makes you think I'm sending it to Jace?” Clary questioned

“Because I know you!”

“Oh-Whatever!” Clary said

“Fine. If you think mine is so bad then let's see yours!” Simon said but as soon as the words came out of his mouth he seemed to reconsider. 

“Of course.” Clary grinned

The three of you walked over and saw that Clary had carved some sort of ghoul and had even added some runes to the pumpkin.

“Really? A shadow hunter ghoul.” Simon said seemingly unimpressed

“You should’ve just carved out Jace.” You teased, earning a laugh from your boyfriend. He sent you a pride filled smile, that made your heart speed up.

Clarys face seemed to be a mix between unimpressed and amused. 

“And make his ego grow some more, absolutely not.” Clary said

“I say we name him...flace.” Simon said

“Flace?” you and Clary said at the same time

“It’s a mixture between flaky and Jace, I think it fits.” Simon said with a grin

“Did you just call my boyfriend flaky?” Clary asked already starting towards Simon.

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The rest of the night seemed to be trying to save Simon from Clarys wrath. But in the end you wouldn’t have spent it any other way.

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He had multiple chances to do the right thing but still KNOWINGLY chose cruelty, even when the people he cared about were harmed. Why? Because no one else mattered as long as he got what he wanted.

all the people sympathising with snow and saying they can't hate him anymore after watching tbosas... y'all let awful white men get away with ANYTHING as long as you find them attractive and it SHOWS

Gwen Stacy Masterlist

TASM Masterlist

More works in progress…

A Day to Remember

A winter day with the blonde you love. WC: 1.1k

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Breakfast | Jace Herondale

Jace Herondale Masterlist

Word Count: 1k

Genre: Domestic fluff

Pairing(s): Reader x Jace Herondale, (mentioned) Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood

Summary: Your morning are normally all over the place. But there is one constant thing. Or perhaps you should say person.

Warning: Food, kissing, possibly some cursing.

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The bed was nice and comfortable this particular morning. A little too comfortable. But you don’t think that was because of the bed. 

A hand was rubbing up and down your back. Soothing you and relaxing your posture. You don’t think you could’ve cared if a demon had burst through the door at that very moment.

“I was wondering when you would finally wake up.” The blonde said

“The beds comfortable.” You replied in a whisper

“You mean my bed is comfortable.”

You looked around the room in confusion. Sure enough you were in Jaces room.

Your brain scanned for memories of last night.

“What happened?” You asked turning around to face him.

Jace was propped up on his elbow, his face in his palm as he looked down on you.

“We nearly got killed by a demon. We got back to the institute and ordered some dinner, you crashed after dinner. Typical night.” Jace shrugged

You nodded, half awake. A yawn left your mouth.

“So,” you began, “what’s for breakfast?”

Jace smiled, an easy, soft smile. Not like the sharp sarcastic ones he often gave others. These smiles were reserved for only when it was the two of you.

“Well, Alec’s at the old warlocks, Izzy went out with fangs, and Clary’s at the abandoned police station, meeting with some werewolves. Something apparently happened last weekend that we needed to be bothered about so Clary went to check it out. So we could order in or-”

“Should we have sent someone with her?” You asked

“Her dads there of course. Besides, Clary can hold her own.”

You hummed in agreement, Clary might be small but she is one feisty girl. Especially when you beat her at a board game while drunk.

Jace cleared his throat teasingly, “As I was saying we could order something or I could make something.”

You raised your eyebrows, “You can cook?”

“And bake.” Jace added, seemingly not at all offended by his partner's words.

“Since when?”

“Since forever. My father wanted me to be very diverse in my skills, that includes culinary arts.” He stopped for a moment, “And how to sing the entire abc’s in fifteen seconds.”

You were going to comment on that but Jace sat up, and you closed your mouth.

“Shall we?” He held out his hand for you

You chuckled and took his hand, “I suppose we shall.”

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The kitchen was reasonably enormous. With the amount of rooms the institute held it only made for the kitchen to be such an extended space.

Jace let go of your hand and went over the fridge.

When you saw him eyeing the leftovers you spoke up, “I thought you were supposed to be showing off your excellent chef skills.”

Jace looked towards, amused, “I am, but that doesn’t mean I can’t think about lunch in the process.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless.

Jace looked at the fridge, deep in the thought, then he grinned.

You raised your eyebrows, “What’s that look?”

Jace looked at you, “What look?”

You point at him, “That one. It makes me nervous.”

He smirked, “I make you nervous?”

“Wha- You know what I mean.” You said

His smirk didn’t fade, “Of course I do.”

You watched him as he walked to the cabinets and began searching through them.

He glanced back at you, “Make yourself comfortable, darling. Perfection takes time.”

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You lost track of the time. You mostly talked to Jace while he worked. Jace was a good multi-tasker. He told you some old stories (some you were sure he made up) as he continued his work.

Like fighting, Jace moved smoothly throughout the kitchen. Never knocking anything over, or burning himself, or stopping to make sure he had added the right thing into the pan. You were a little jealous.

“Go sit at the table.” Jace said

Twenty minutes later he brought over a tray of food. You felt a bit like royalty in that moment.

The food looked amazing, you had believed him when he said he could cook and bake but you were very pleasantly surprised.

If it looked amazing, it certainly smelled even better.

The tray was full of the kind of food you’d see in a movie. There was a mixture of fruits, fluffy pancakes, a little cup full of syrup, another of chocolate chips. It even had a little cup full of your favorite candy. There was chocolate syrup in another cup.

Jace leaned over you with a whipped cream can in hand and made a little swirl on top of your pancakes. He gave you a kiss on the cheek as well.

You looked up at him, jaw dropped. He only smirked in return, validated by your expression.

“Wow, Jace, this is…amazing.” You said for a lack of a better word.

“I told you.” He said

He took a couple of the mixed fruits from your plate and popped them into his mouth.

You raised an eyebrow at him, but he only took another, keeping eye contact with you the entire time.

“Now,” He pushed the tray towards you, “try it so you can tell me more about how jaw dropping I am.”

“I did not say jaw dropping.” You said

His smirk was still ever so present, “You didn’t have to, darling.”

You cast one more glare towards him before adding what you wanted to your pancakes and taking a bite.

It was really good.

You couldn’t help but moan in delight.

“I take it I am as good as I know I am.” Jace said

“I admit, this is really fantastic.” You said

“Fantastic, hm? I like that.” He said, “Since I made it I suppose it’s only fair if I try it, right?”

You shrugged, he had made a lot of food.

You expected him to take the fork and dig into the pancakes, not to pull you into his lap and kiss you.

He swallowed your gasp of surprise, passionately kissing you until you couldn’t remember the taste of the food.

When he pulled back, you were confused.

He looked at you in thought before saying, “My food is fantastic.”

But the look in his eyes told you he didn’t care at all for the food.

His hands that rested on your hips pulled your lips back to his.

The leftovers from breakfast were put in the fridge for later.

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edited on 05/16/2024

Dinner and Bane | Jace Herondale

Jace Herondale Masterlist

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

Jace Herondale Masterlist

Mortal Instruments Masterlist

More works in progress…

Imagines:

An Angels Arms

You fall asleep after spending an evening surrounded by your family and friends, and you wake up in your husbands arms. WC: 1.7k

Late Night Demon Hunting

You go demon hunting and Jace decides to tag along. WC: ~1.2k

Dinner and Bane

When Jace is under house arrest in Magnus’ apartment, you come to keep him company. WC: 1k

Dancing Under the Stars

You attend the anniversary of the new accords with the Downworlders. But you find that you enjoy the party much more when you’re out under the stars. WC:1.2k

Breakfast

WC: 1k Your morning are normally all over the place. But there is one constant thing. Or perhaps you should say person.

Headcanons:

Dating Jace Herondale HCs

Jace Herondale x Anxious S/O

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