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clary fairchild. "you may not be interested in war. but war is interested in you."

[pendragans]

Clary Fairchild in every episode

2x12

[dailyclimon]

A Look™

[meliorn]

#clary fray #also known as clary ‘really fucking sapphic’ fray

[dailyclimon]

What can a female character do without being criticized mercilessly?

[notanythcng]

wcylnds:

           R E L I E F  floods through him when he spots clary, weaving through the scattering crowd as his arms tightened around her.  he’d been sure that she would follow, that she UNDERSTOOD the gravity of the situation - the necessity of all of it - but it was still good to see her in the flesh. he pulled back to make sure that she was okay, seeing something in her eyes that he wasn’t sure he liked. it was relief mixed with some kind of hurt, and he was afraid to ask why. he had a good idea. not everyone had followed them. he could feel it, just as he felt the cool air whipping through the warehouse whenever the portal opened and closed. it was something you knew, but couldn’t explain  W H Y  you knew.  “aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” he said with a smile, though it didn’t quite meet his eyes. he glanced behind her as he scanned for more familiar faces, not for the first time wondering if they would be the only ones to pass through. 

  “i’m glad you came through. you made the right choice; we both did.” he replied, an arm looping around her shoulders to keep her close. everything was noise and chaos, and he didn’t want to lose her in the crowd. they’d only just found each other. “i saw sebastian. he’s over there somewhere.” he jerked his head over to the far side of the building where he’d last seen clary’s boyfriend, his face never betraying his own emotions. he’d yet to see raphael and simon; he assumed the worst. they’d stayed behind. “did the others follow you through?”

  “i could say the same about you.” a mirrored expression - sad eyes, relieved smile. the thought of breaking the news to jace - that simon hadn’t followed them, hadn’t even seemingly intended to, hadn’t given it a moments thought was desirable to postpone. his best friend, his boyfriend - weren’t enough to persuade him. she wasn’t certain where raphael stood - if he’d followed them through. or remained impervious by his suspicion. she thought it unfair that jace be without both of the men he loves if that was the case. although - none of this situation was truly fair. leaning against him, helped by the arm around her shoulders, ensuring they wouldn’t lose each other.  “we’re finally fighting back.” her expression sobers; they had made the right choice. they were fighting essentially in self-defence, with no-one but themselves as their champions. it was time. “seb’s here?” she stands up on her toes, trying to get a glance of her boyfriend. perhaps that was indicative of who was truly on her side. with her - magnus, jace and sebastian. what a strange turn out. ( simon was always on that list. ) there’s muted hope in her voice as she looks back at jace, severity again. “not everyone.” she pauses, and represses the sudden desire to cry. “simon didn’t come.” 

[princessnicasia]

from sweet to sexy 

[shadowclarys]

[notanythcng]

wcylnds:

       jace’s feet hit the ground with a thud as he stepped out of the portal, eyes glancing around the open space he’d appeared in. given that he was the first one to go through, he wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting to see. there were people milling about and rows upon rows of computer screens, information moving so quickly across them that he couldn’t make sense of it. this had to be the head of operations. he straightened up and moved further into the room, hearing the tell-tale sounds of people exiting the portal behind him as he explored. maps, plans, official looking documents - it was all there. clearly this had been in the motions for YEARS and the thought made him shiver. this was no rebellion - it was a REVOLUTION. 

turning away from the papers he glanced back over to the portal, a spark of recognition in his eyes as he watched his friends cross through the portal. he felt a pang of hurt cross his features when neither alec or izzy stepped through, but he pushed that aside. they’d see, he rationalized as he crossed over to greet a familiar face, they’ll realize they made the wrong choice.  “looks like i’m not alone.” he remarked as he approached them, a tight smile on his face as he nodded in their direction. “and by the looks of things, we’re not in the MINORITY here.”

  stepping through the portal, wide-eyed and curious as opposed to her previous skepticism, and paranoia. her best friend hadn’t followed them, she’d come to realise that shortly after she was thrust into the unknown. looking around the sizeable crowd that had gathered. he wasn’t here, wherever here was. and it stung slightly, sobered her expression for a few moments as she looked around. they had always been a PACKAGE DEAL. perhaps it was just too much of a risk for him. too frightful. and she could never find it in herself to be angry, or hateful, but hurt - hurt was a different story entirely. she could feel hurt ; and she did. drawing her thoughts away from her best friend, opportunities lost, she refocuses on the crowd. magnus had followed her, and she’s grateful; despite her ultimatum ( stay or come with me ; but i’m going ) and her rash decision making based upon a event that couldn’t be changed ( but had shaped her in ways that could never be fully expressed ). “jace!” when she calls out to him,  she’s already crossing the distance between them in record time. wrapping her arms around him tightly. what she’s afraid of she isn’t entirely sure - she’d seen him walk through the portal, in fact he’d been one of the first - maybe it was simply the lingering suspicion in her mind. being driven to different locations across the world. ( clearly, that wasn’t the case. ) “i’m so happy to see you.” 

[notanythcng]

  the conclusion of a hushed conversation sounding in the background of the apartment. arms crossed over her chest as she throws isabelle an apologetic smile. the conversation drones over for a few more minutes still, with hushed assurances and the rolling of her eyes -- why, oh why, couldn’t she have NORMAL friends? ( not that she’d trade them for anything in the world. but they were HIGH MAINTENANCE, so to speak. ) the sound of a call being hung up is immediately followed by light footsteps across the floorboards, taking a seat next to isabelle on the couch once again. “sorry i had to take that. magnus is having a hard time right now.”  turning towards isabelle again, her elbow resting the back of the couch. “what were we talking about? before i had to go console my brother?” a smile on her lips, genuine.  @whipborn

[notanythcng]

unexpectedtrajectories:

“if i was coming over, what would be the point of calling beforehand, biscuit?” there was humour in his voice as magnus eyed the paper with cautious eyes ; nodding as his sister spoke—— he’d always imagined she’d do something like this sooner or later, half because of who she was and half because of mom. clary had always been the gentlest, most caring person he’d ever met ( simon being a close second ) : it was natural to see her want to help people with what she’d been given. they always had, of course—— magnus had done some strategic freezing every once in a while, kept people from walking into traffic and, once, from making it to the ground after a suicide attempt. but what he could do didn’t compare to clary’s gift.

“i think it’s a very good, very noble idea, darling,” his fingers brushed ginger hair with affection, another kiss pressed to the top of his sister’s head : he couldn’t not be proud of who she’d become, and while he wasn’t surprised by what she’d told him, he was still happy. “as long as you promise me you’ll be careful. i can talk to cat, she’ll show you the ropes.”

  “right - sorry i forgot i was talking to magnus bane, master of dropping in on people uninvited. which reminds me - knocking. that’s new.” the same humour in his tone exhibited in her own, a worthy depiction of their relationship. the idea had crept up on her out of nowhere; making its presence known abruptly. and then demanding to be paid attention to. until it was more than just a concept she needed to become real.  “thanks.” refocusing on the form, filling out the more basic details; NAME. DATE OF BIRTH. CURRENT OCCUPATION. carefully evading other questions about why she wanted to, or how she’d gotten the idea. a genetic mutation that enabled healing all wounds from paper cuts to bullet holes was exactly a socially acceptable answer. “i promise - and i promise if anything goes wrong, i’ll come running straight to you. how is cat?” pausing and turning her head back towards magnus. a smile appearing. "and while we're talking about you, how's alec?" 

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[notanythcng]

unexpectedtrajectories:

usually magnus wouldn’t think to knock before entering simon ( and now his sisters ) apartment but considering the information that he had, and assuming his friend’s relationship with jace and raphael was still in the honeymoon phase, it seemed to be the wisest option. he was open about sexuality but not that open, there were some things that even he didn’t want to see.

“thank god, because i didn’t spent all this time styling my hair just to have it ruined by sweat.” he quickly made his way inside, throwing his bag haphazardly onto the sofa before moving towards clary, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. “what’s that, biscuit?”

  “Well, if you told me you were coming over, I would’ve given you the good news sooner.” Although the incredibly kind and patient man who fixed it had given her a few glares - it was a rather unpleasant environment to conduct one’s body of work - the enterprise was altogether successful. Simon swore her to secrecy - especially regarding his BOYFRIEND ( which had quickly become obsolete ) - but objectively, none of their intimate friend group was going to believe that Simon was a handyman.  Letting Magnus settle - as he did briefly and make himself at home - looking down at the form again. “It’s a volunteer form.” Leaning back in her chair before she continues. Allowing herself some space to breathe. “I have these incredible powers that could really help people. That could prevent - someone else losing their mom. And I’m not using them. Unless I’m fixing one of Jace’s newest injuries.” Tapping pen against paper, looking up at her big brother. “I could make a difference, Magnus. And I think this is how I want to do that.”

[notanythcng]

19, 34, 57

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

  “I would go back and save my mom. Maybe stop her from getting in the car that day. Magnus and I never got enough time with her. And Luke deserved longer too. I don’t know if he’s ever moved on.” It’s the honest answer. It always has been. Regardless - she previously fantasised about potential other lives far more frequently than she does at present. She actually likes the person she’s becoming, and her mother’s death stirred her gratitude for her abilities when they manifested ten fold. 

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

  “It was probably something stupid. When the ac was broken in our apartment, I dreamt that Simon came running into my room yelling that his skin was falling off. I told him that he had sun burn. It was - weird.”

57: Do you believe in true love?

  “I’d like to. But I don’t think that it only happens once with the person you’re ‘supposed’ to end up with. I think that it can happen multiple times during your life and for some reason, one person just - stands out above everyone else.”

[notanythcng]

CLARY FAIRCHILD MOODBOARD                      “don’t worry mother, your daughter is a soldier.”

[notanythcng]

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

03: Do you regret anything?

04: Are you insecure?

05: What is your relationship status?

06: How do you want to die?

07: What did you last eat?

08: Played any sports?

09: Do you bite your nails?

10: When was your last physical fight?

11: Do you like someone?

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

14: Do you miss someone?

15: Have any pets?

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

18: Are you scared of spiders?

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

26: What are you craving right now?

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

30: What’s irritating you right now?

31: Does somebody love you?

32: What is your favourite color?

33: Do you have trust issues?

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

51: Favourite food?

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

54: Is cheating ever okay?

55: Are you mean?

56: How many people have you fist fought?

57: Do you believe in true love?

58: Favourite weather?

59: Do you like the snow?

60: Do you wanna get married?

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

62: What makes you happy?

63: Would you change your name?

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

Please send me some with the number(s) so I can do these!!

[notanythcng]

  “It’s open,” perched at a stool by their counter, she turns her attention from the form in front of her ( ‘volunteering at brooklyn general’) to the door. ( simon hadn’t informed her that they were having anyone over but it didn’t alarm her. in fact - she could think of a few of their friends in which knocking would be a miracle. ) “and simon finally agreed to get the ac fixed. it’s safe!”  

[unexpectedtrajectories-blog]

「  a little present for  ░  @notanythcng . 」

“  I’M GONNA WING IT  “ —— me, about something i most definitely should not wing