#finditagain24

My contribution for the Sci-Fi Media AU day from @jatp-sci-fi-week !

This is Part 1 of my Push AU, inspired by the Chris Evans 2009 movie.

Lots of Willie feels in this one.

You can read it over at AO3!!

Raphael walks past Simon’s room, pausing when he hears the fledgling walking around. He lets out a sigh before knocking on the door. 

Simon opens right away, looking sheepish. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, looking at the ground. “I just, I can’t sleep.”

Raphael nods his head. Something inside his chest clenches, remembering how hard it was after he was turned. He felt so alone, so desperate, so empty, but at least he had Magnus. And now, Simon has him. 

“Come on,” Raphael whispers, pulling Simon over to the bed. Raphael sits against the headboard while Simon stands there, staring at him with wide, unbelieving eyes. “Simon, come here.”

“Yeah, okay,” Simon murmurs back, crawling into the bed. He gingerly lays his head against Raphael and Raphael wraps his hand around Simon’s back, running his nails up and down Simon’s spine. 

“Gabriel was my little brother,” Raphael begins, keeping his voice soft and low. “He was around four or five when he decided he was going to help make some pancakes. I stepped away for only a moment and when I came back, the entire kitchen was covered in flour and he was white from head to toe.” Raphael smiles as he remembers. “He looked me in the eye, pulled up his pants to below his armpits and told me he was Abuelo Santiago and I laughed so I cried.”

@haloud I've only ever seen Carina's character playlists. there are ones for the ships???????

yeah!! just for echo and malex. they’re on a separate PR account instead of Carina’s personal!

echo: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/06MHWoWg8Yd29PeUSeWHsn

This is my fill for the HM500 prompt - Rivals @thehuntersmoondiscord

Moodboard inspo:

The Fire Nation and the Water Clan have been at war for far too long. When a group of unlikely heroes gathers to form a coalition for peace, Prince Jace and Second in command Simon can't seem to get along.

Once again, it's his day!

Run this show [The Soundtrack]

Playlist on Spotify

Free Space - High School AU

Jalec

A Fanmix based on this ficlet:

“Don’t give me that look,” Jace smirks, “we all know you’re the one who rules this school with an iron fist.”

“If that were true, I’d have a much easier time of getting you to go on a date with me.” 

Beg For it

AO3 Link

Fill for the Hunter Moon Square

Ship: Jimon

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Simon was waiting for him outside of the Institute, just like every Friday night since they started this– this thing. He looked like he always did while standing under the bloody orange light of the Hunter’s Moon; joyful, impatient, and oh so pretty.

Truth was, Jace had been thinking about this man all day.

Created for @shadowhunterbingo

This is my fill for the Bodyswap square, created for @shadowhunterbingo.

I wanted to get this out in celebration of the COI release day! Originally this was meant to be accompanied by a Clary/Simon/Jace fic, but for now that shall remain as a WIP. Here is a small snippet of what’s to come:

It starts off as a gentle press of lips. And yet, though Jace is more confused than anything else, gentle isn’t what he wants from Simon. He takes hold of his waist and pulls him tighter, prying his tongue in between Simon’s lips and licking the roof of his mouth.

Simon gasps, mouth going slack against his for just a second before he’s redoubling his efforts and kissing back just as hard. Jace strives to put everything into the kiss. He’s asking for everything with no holdbacks because in the back of his mind he knows this is the only time he’ll ever get to feel this. 

They stay melded together until Jace can feel his chest burning and he gently pulls away. When they separate Simon is looking at him funny, and it takes him a second to notice that Simon is much taller than him.

“Are you okay Clary?” Simon asks, looking directly at Jace with a furrowed brow. 

Jace looks down and finds himself looking at slim arms that definitely don't belong to him, attached to a figure that he can only describe as small. Oh Fuck.