#clary's threads

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@tempestgxdsx​ liked for a starter !

“ I think your brother is trying to kill me” Clary panted as she plopped down onto the training-room bench. She was sore, hot and wanted desperately to take a hot shower and just pass out. But she wanted to see Izzy even more, she’d been kept busy all day with training and Rune 101, so this was the first time she could stop and really speak to the dark haired beauty. “What are you up to tonight?”

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@sadiesuccubus​ / @eskelwolf​ Sadie & Clary

“I’m not on patrols tonight, I’m just here for a drink” Clary spoke as a downworlder approached her, she didn’t want to fight tonight, she just wanted to enjoy a bit of fun before she had to return to the institute and her life which was currently falling apart. Even still, bright green eyes turned to to the other woman, looking up at her with a small smile “I don’t want any trouble tonight.”

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@immcrtuos​ a starter I’ve owed for a hot minuet 

“I’m not saying I told you so” Clary spoke from her spot curled up on her couch, sketchbook in hand and charcoal poised while they spoke. She had known it was a bad idea, but it was something he had to realize on his own, something he could learn from. Besides it had been unlikely he would listen to her anyways-- and now she had to clean up the mess.

“Next time though, should you ask my opinion I will happily pass on my knowledge to you” it had been a rigged deal, but he had no way of knowing that, the only reason she did was because she had Jace look into it for her and it had payed off, she was able to help her friend this time. 

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@et-dicam-ei

from here

“Jonathan, I’m tired, still bleeding and at this point wearing a very small towel, please get out so I can finish up” the mission had gone rougher then anticipated, she still had a gash on her side that she hadn’t been able to heal and while the shower helped-- she just wanted to dry off and go to bed, too tired to deal with him in that moment.

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@immcrtuos Mob AU

“Are we on track for the Gala next week?” Clary asked, sinking into her plush office chair, her emerald hues finding those of the one person she trusted most in this life. Raphael, her second in command-- a long time friend and the one person in this world she knew she could always depend on, there were precious few who were also in that category. Her mother and Luke of course, Simon who had been a friend for many years and of course Jace and the Lightwoods, all of whom had proven their loyalty to Clary and her work.

She can’t say when exactly she became the head of ‘the family business’ it would be easy to say after her father and brother died, but in all honesty she was the leading long before that. She had a natural quality about her that made people believe in her, and she had yet to let them down. But like with most underground activity they had to have a legitimate front, and that was where her string of gallerias and the front of her father’s business came in. “I still have a few things I want to go over int he next meeting, but I wanted to run them by you first, care to join me for lunch?”

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@immcrtuos from X

Fiery locks hung loose and curled around her bared shoulders and back, the emerald green gown she wore hugged her curved form , the cutout back reveling creamy skin to the night air, a simple golden chain resting along her spine. She was a vision, even with the decorative golden mask covering half of her face, she stood out in the crowd.  “I am, I see you are as well” she teased, eyeing his partner as she moved on to another. It was important that they bee seen and photographed as much as possible tonight, keeping them above suspicion. Even now, she leaned into his side, raising her glass to the news paper photographer as he snapped a photo of the couple. “The job is done, they’re slipping back in now” she nodded to the other pair. 

“We do have other business to attend to though, a rat problem in our main office” the smile never left her face as her tone dropped, sitting her glass down, she guided him to the floor once more, her hands falling into place on his shoulder and his other hand. 

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@immcrtuos

Rabbit, that’s what Clary’s initial grouping-- she was moved to Lamb sometime before her sixteenth year when her mother’s fox like nature creeped into her. But she was still small and soft, a gentleness about her that went with her need to be equal to her partner. So it made sense when matched they put her with a lion, the more dominant by nature, they could handle her fiery nature. She was given his name and the address to her now home in New York-- at least she wouldn’t have to go far. That was a blessing, she would miss her family terribly if she had-- even Jon. 

The morning of her move, her things had already been delivered, including her art supplies and she was ushered into a waiting car, fidgeting with her soft white dress as she went. Her mother had woken her early, telling her all she had heard about Raphael and what to expect the first night as she curled her fiery locks and applied a light touch of makeup. She then sent her off with a smile and the promise to visit in a month or so, once she was setteled. Eventually she arrived at her new home-- it was beautiful, she prayed she could find happiness here.

Carefully, Clary used her key to let herself in and found herself standing in the foyer of her new home. “Hello?” She called, rounding the corner to the living room where she saw who she assumed was her match. He was indeed handsome, when she met his gaze her heard skipped a beat. “Raphael? I’m Clary..”  

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from X @et-dicam-ei

Clary didn’t have time to really react to his question before his lips were on her’s this time. In truth she didn’t know why she kissed him at all-- it was just something she did before she could truly think about it. The next thing she knew was his hands on her waist and she found herself leaning into it, her lips parting as her own hands came to rest on his chest. 

“I’m sorry” the redhead managed between kisses, her eyes only half lidded and she made no move to pull away from him, not this time.