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[meliorn]

PLAN BI ↳ Chapter 8

Pairing: Jimon Word count: +3,5k (+27k in total) Status: In progress (chapter 8/9) Summary: When Jace sees Clary with her new boyfriend, he regrets ever breaking up with her. To get her back, he hatches an elaborate scheme that involves Jace seducing Clary’s new boyfriend. He thought he’d planned it all perfectly but the one thing he hadn’t accounted for was how charming Simon Lewis would turn out to be. Based on the movie Plan B.

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[aleclwb]

yes hello i am back with a short drabble about the fact that jace just BARGED into simon’s new apartment and glared at kyle a lot in episode 5 which was honestly just the best thing

Simon can’t say he’s quite fond of Jace’s presence in his life, or more specifically in his apartment. Especially because he always puts his feet on Simon’s coffee table and eats all of Simon’s cereal. But he’s Izzy’s brother, and Izzy’s dating Clary, and Clary is his best friend, so yeah. He kind of comes with the package.

That doesn’t explain why he spends so much time at Simon’s apartment eating all of Simon’s cereal and glaring at his roommate Kyle, though.

“Don’t you have friends?” Simon musses, as he falls down next to Jace on the couch. “Like, actual close best friends you can bother, instead of your sister’s girlfriend’s best friend?”

Jace, who had previously been glaring at Kyle, stretched out on the other couch, turns his glare on Simon instead. “All right, grumpy,”  Simon says, holding up his hands. “Forget I said anything. What are we watching?”

So that’s how they end up in the middle of a Star Wars marathon. Halfway through Kyle gets up to go to bed, and Jace’s glare follows him all the way to his room.

--

“What.”

“That’s how you answer the phone? Really?”  Simon says, rummaging to his kitchen cupboards. “Also, I am mad at you. You ate all my cereal.”

Jace mumbles something unintelligible.

“Jace, I don’t have super hearing. You gotta speak up buddy.”

“I said,”  Jace says, seemingly annoyed that he has to repeat his previous gibberish. “I can take you out to breakfast as an apology.”

Simon stares at his phone, just to check if its really there. Then pinches himself, and curses when it actually kind of really hurts. “Uh,”  he says, “I guess?”

“Cool. Pick you up in ten. Kyle is not invited.”

--

“You thought I was dating Kyle?!” Simon asks incredulous. “He’s my roommate!”

“Well I didn’t know that!” Jace exclaims, slightly annoyed. “You two were spending all this time together and you had all these shared interests and I just assumed.”

“Well next time you think I’m dating someone just ask.” Simon says, exasperatedly fond.

Jace rubs his neck. “I’m kind of hoping there won’t be a next time.”

Simon frowns at him. “What do you mean?”

“I just, I was kind of hoping, now that we confirmed that you’re single, and I am single, that just maybe, you would like to go out with me?”

Simon pinches himself. It still hurts.

[henryclaremontdiaz]

congrats on 1.1k!!! 💘 jimon + high school lab partners ((or some kind of high school AU i'm such a sucker for them!!!))

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To say Simon wasn’t exactly thrilled when he was paired with Jace would be an understatement, but he knew he could make it work. He was a little bit of a nerd, he could work with anyone under the right circumstances. But that didn’t mean he had to like it.

How Jace got into AP Chem, Simon didn’t know. He didn’t know much about Jace really, but he didn’t seem the kind to be a science nerd. A jocky fuckboy type? Sure. But not a science wiz by any means. Simon had multiple science fair awards, what did Jace have?

To be fair, Simon doesn’t know. He’s only known the Lightwoods for a few years now, so for all he knew Jace could be a genius. But from what he’s seen, he’d doubt it. It wouldn’t even pass his mind.

“If you’re expecting me to do all the work, just tell me now,” Simon said as they got to their lab station, looking over at Jace. “I’d rather you be upfront about it.”

Jace looked over at him, a little confused. “Come on, dude. Have some faith in me,” he chuckled.

And so Simon did.

There was something about Jace that both made Simon want to trust him or to get far away, but he was glad he chose to trust him. Because despite what Simon had assumed, he found Jace actually being helpful. Most of what he wanted to do was set fires to things, but to be fair that was necessary more often than not. Simon did most of the formulas and calculations while Jace did most of the actual combinations of chemicals and experiments. They were comfortable like this, and quickly rose to the top of the class.

Though Simon was afraid of that going downhill when he got sick.

He already hated missing a whole week of school, getting that far behind was terrifying to him. But he worried about Jace and their chemistry grade. Jace didn’t know how to do the formulas, he would be screwed.

Or so Simon thought.

On Friday, he heard a knock on the front door right after the school day would’ve ended. Going to the door in just a pair of old pajama pants and a Star Wars tshirt, Simon opened it and was surprised at who was standing there. “Jace?” he asked, confused. “What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?”

Jace held up a folder, shaking it slightly. “Wanted to bring you your makeup work. I know you would want a head start on it,” he said, shrugging. “Clary told me where you lived. Hope that’s okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he said with a smile.

“Oh,” Simon said softly, looking over at him. “Well, thanks,” he said, taking the folder from him. “That’s really nice of you. So, how’s our chem grade? I hope we haven’t dropped down too much,” he said, sounding a bit dejected. He really needed to pass all of his classes.

Jace cocked an eyebrow, looking completely confused. “What do you mean? I was there, I did the work,” he said like it was obvious.

“Yeah but I wasn’t there to do the formulas and calculations and stuff,” Simon pointed out. “That’s a good part of the points. Not that what you do isn’t important too, just… you know.”

Jace crossed his arms, looking at him now obviously more than a little mad. “You think I’m too dumb to do the work?” he asked. “I’m not just a pretty face. I did the paper work too so that we wouldn’t fall behind. You’re welcome,” he said, turning to leave. “I told you to trust me.”

When Jace left, Simon felt bad about the whole thing. He knew he shouldn’t have assumed Jace couldn’t do the work, he realized that there was a lot more to learn about Jace. And after that day, he did. During class, he started really talking to Jace. Which went from just during the school day to inviting him over after school to hang out. One of those days, he had to ask something that had been on his mind since the Lightwoods came to their school a couple years before.

“So why don’t you look like your siblings?” Simon asked, looking over at Jace sitting next to him on the couch.

“What?” Jace asked, chuckling.

“You know, Alec and Izzy. Why don’t you look like them?”

“Dude, really? I’m adopted. Isn’t it obvious?” he asked, laughing more. “Me and Alec look nothing alike and are almost the same age,” he pointed out.

“Oh,” Simon said, and yeah it was kind of obvious, but he didn’t want to assume. “I mean, now that you say it...”

“Hey, it’s okay,” he said, nudging him. “It’s not something I hide, but I don’t really talk about it a lot if it doesn’t come up, you know? But yeah, I’m adopted. Long story short, I’m an orphan and the Lightwoods adopted me when I was ten. They had us in this special math and science school for a while and then when they got divorced, we started coming here,” he admitted.

Simon’s eyes went wide at that, shifting to look at him better. “You? At a math and science school?” he asked, trying to not sound too surprised.

“I know, I know. Dumb ass jock like me? I told you, more than just a pretty face,” he chuckled. “Izzy’s the real science genius of the family though,” he admitted. “But I did pick up some stuff. So now you know why we didn’t fail just because you were out sick for a week,” he smiled.

“Hot and lowkey a genius? God, I could kiss you,” Simon said without thinking, chuckling to himself.

“I mean, if you did I wouldn’t mind,” Jace said honestly, shrugging.

Simon faltered for a moment, looking over at him. “Wait, what?”

“I said if you wanted to kiss me, I wouldn’t mind,” Jace bit his lip. “I… you’re not going to be an asshole about this, are you? Even if that was a joke, I thought you’d be okay with me liking guys since Clary’s gay and she’s your best friend,” he rambled, starting to worry.

Simon leaned in and pressed their lips together hurriedly, wanting to calm Jace down. After a moment they both relaxed, starting to properly kiss and oh God, he was kissing Jace. They were really kissing on his mom’s couch in the middle of the living room.

“I like guys too,” Simon said breathlessly, looking into his eyes. “And I like you.”

“I like you too,” Jace admitted, smiling. “Like ever since we got paired together this is all I thought about.”

“Yeah? I guess you could say we’ve got chemestry,” Simon smirked and Jace groaned.

“Never mind, I don’t like you anymore.”

“Just shut up and kiss me again.”

And Jace did.

[eversall]

post break up kiss + jimon 👀

you’re all horrible people for immediately asking for the saddest one. also for @vexedcer and @itsmichellejonesbitch. 

jimon + 1. post break-up kiss

“Jace, are you paying attention?” Alec asks, exasperated. Jace startles, and takes a deep breath. 

“Uh,” He frowns, “no. Sorry. What...what am I supposed to be doing?” Alec rolls his eyes and raises an eyebrow, his eyes sliding to what Jace is looking at - Raphael and Simon talking to Magnus, who’s gesturing expansively as he explains where he wants the two vampires to stand. 

“They’re not together.” Alec says casually. “If that’s what you’re wondering.” 

“I’m not.” Jace murmurs, looking at Simon again. He looks good. The shirt is new, a soft purple shirt that Jace doesn’t remember ever seeing in Simon’s closet. 

“Sure.” Alec’s eyes are sympathetic. “Well, if you’re not wondering about that, then can you at least pay attention to what you’re supposed to be doing?” 

“Warlock weddings are so complicated.” Jace says halfheartedly. Alec snorts. 

“You’re not wrong,” he says, “but I kind of like it. It’s really - there’s so many things they do for luck. It’s nice, you know? To think that almost everyone is playing some part to make the day happier.” 

Jace laughs softly at the wistful look on Alec’s face, and he clasps Alec’s shoulder. “Yeah, it is pretty nice.” He admits. He’s so happy for Alec; their parabatai bond has never been more exuberant from Alec’s end then in these last few months, between the engagement and the planning of the wedding - both the Shadowhunter one and the warlock one. 

Between Alec being the head of the Institute and Magnus being the High Warlock of Brooklyn, there’s a lot of important people to invite and rituals to follow. Jace - is not really sure. He just knows he’s supposed to wear gold to the Shadowhunter wedding, and midnight blue to the warlock wedding, and in both he’s supposed to present Alec with symbolic items. 

Simon, on the other hand - Jace glances over. He’ll be sitting in the front at the Shadowhunter one, in the first row, making a statement on Alec’s part - that he’s both a powerful Downworlder and Alec’s good friend. At the warlock wedding, Magnus has him and Raphael doing something that involves standing a particular star shaped formation and doing a spell traditionally reserved for familial blessings. 

It’s sweet that Magnus considers them family, and Simon obviously thinks so; he’s beaming at Magnus, his entire demeanor suffused with happiness. Simon loves weddings; he’d told Jace, under the covers, admitted that his father raised him a romantic, and he knows its just a silly ceremony, but it means something, and doesn’t Jace see that? 

For Simon, Jace had seen that. For him, Jace had seen everything - marriage, a house, children, a dog, a cat, a future. 

“You’re getting maudlin.” Alec interrupts his thoughts. “Are you sure you’re okay being here so soon after your breakup?” 

“I’m fine.” Jace shrugs. “We’re adults. You guys mean a lot to us. Our problems are - “

“Are important too.” Alec finishes for him. He peers carefully at Jace, and prods across the parabatai bond, Jace flinches back. “You know you’re allowed to be happy with him, right?” 

“He doesn’t love me.” Jace says quietly in response, crossing his arms and looking back at Simon, who’s now engaged in needling Raphael about something or the other, judging by the stoic but vaguely amused expression on the clan leader’s face. “He’s in such a good place, and I was dragging him down.” 

“That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard. Hold this.” Alec instructs, unwinding a bolt of blue cloth. “I need to create foci for everyone involved in the ceremony.” Jace obliges, holding the roll in his hands as Alec measures across it, frowning. “Is that really why you broke up? I thought you guys fought.” 

“No.” Jace says absently. They hadn’t really. Jace had made the decision for the both of them; he’d spent day after day fighting demons and battling nightmares, and Simon had been - thriving. He’d made up with the Clan, he’d started campaigning for Downworlder rights, he and Alec had officially cemented his liaison status, and his music had been doing better than ever. 

I’m not part of that equation. Jace had told Simon steadily. It’s over. 

Jace is a soldier; he’s been bred to be stoic and unaffected, and he knew how to smirk before he knew how to really smile. Simon, brave and beautiful Simon, had looked like he’d been hit in the chest by a train. Jace had felt it, hadn’t been able to breathe for a moment because Simon was the love of his life. Still is, but he hasn’t told Simon that. He’s let him go, like a normal person would do; let him go so he can be the better person he was always meant to be, someone who was always going to be miles out of Jace’s league. 

Simon looks back at him, and just for a second his expression crumbles, his eyes crushed and heartbroken, and Jace looks away. It’s better in the long run for everyone, for Simon if it’s like this. It’s one of the most cliche things Jace has ever chosen to believe in, but it’s a cliche for a reason - because it’s true. 

“Have you considered,” Alec says carefully, too carefully, “that Simon is a grown adult who can make his own choices about what’s good for him or bad for him?” 

“It’s not that simple.”  Jace says, and then when Alec looks guilty and opens his mouth again he frowns, putting the bolt of cloth down. “Did Simon put you up to this?”

Alec looks away, shrugging. “I wouldn’t say put me up to it,” he says quietly, “you’re sad, and he’s sad - “

“Alec - “ Jace says with growing dread, and his heart starts to speed up as all the misery he’s been holding back about losing Simon floods in; his hands start to shake. 

“You were so happy, and he - “ Alec continues, still pushing, and Jace is being crushed under the weight of his mistakes, and then suddenly Simon is by his side in an instant like a knight in shining armor, muttering “It’s okay, it’s okay, Alec, you don’t have to, it’s okay.” 

“Simon.” Alec says in surprise. “I thought you were okay with me talking to him.” 

Simon has his hands out, gazing carefully at Jace, who’s frozen in panic. “You’re okay,” he says, his voice low and soothing, “breathe for me, Jace, you’re okay. I won’t push about this again. It’s okay, Alec,” he repeats, turning slightly, “it’s freaking him out and that’s the last thing I wanted, you don’t have to - “

“You were listening?” Jace finally manages to ask hoarsely. Simon looks at him strangely, and out of the corner of his vision he can see Alec backing away slowly, heading towards Magnus and giving them some privacy in the corner of the pavilion. 

“Vampire hearing?” He says, puzzled. “I can’t really help it. And I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked Alec to talk to you, I totally respect your decision to - “ He falters, his confidence breaking for the first time. “You know.” 

“Right.” Jace’s breathing is going back to normal, and he stares at Simon, his heart pounding loudly in his ears. “Because what I did to you was so fair that you’re apologizing to me - “ He sounds hysterical, even to his own ears, but he’s tired, so very tired, and Magnus and Alec are getting married, and he misses the feeling of waking up next to Simon. 

Simon’s mouth parts, but he doesn’t say anything at first. Jace’s eyes flick to Simon’s lips, still as soft-looking as he remembers them, and Simon swallows convulsively. He’s uncertain, his eyes frighteningly honest, and it breaks Jace’s heart all over again.

“Well, yeah.” Simon finally says, his voice low. “You’re clearly uncomfortable, and I - I don’t ever want to make you feel like - I want you to be happy, and that - “

Jace can’t hear anything past the rushing in his ears; he fists his hands in Simon’s shirt and yanks him forward, crushing their mouths together with all the pent-up desperation from the last few weeks. Simon lets out a pained, shuddering breath under him, and then he presses back equally as desperately, like it’s the last time he’ll get to do this. His hands are everywhere, skimming up Jace’s back, tugging at the base of his hair, sliding up the warm skin of his neck. Jace presses closer, slides an arm around Simon’s waist, and lines them up flush together, in the way he knows Simon likes, where his heartbeat echoes through both of their chests, pressed as close as possible. The kiss is sad and heartbroken and beautiful all at once, and Jace tries to pour all his love for Simon into it, tries to make it mean as much as his battered heart has to give. 

“Jace,” Simon gasps, sounding like he’s drowning as he pulls away, “please, I - “

“Will you take me back?” Jace asks hoarsely. “I’m sorry, I know what I did was stupid and awful, but I’m selfish and I - I want this, us, back - “

“Yes,” Simon nods fervently, a grin spreading on his face and his eyes lighting up, “yes, yes, yes to all of it. Always, I - I love you, you have to know that, you idiot.” 

“I love you too.” Jace breathes out, and he tugs Simon close and kisses him again, and for the first time in weeks he feels like himself again. 

[madzieloss]

if jimon isn’t real someone should tell dom — (6/??)

[fistsandfangs]

softjimon replied to your post “missed the episode and all due to a trip...”

hope ur okay :((( <3

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I hope you're okay...sending you a virtual hug ❤️❤️

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I hope you’re okay!!!!!! Sleep, rest, heal. Sending 🤗

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?!?!?! um wow, i hope you're okay!!! go get some rest, love. 💕💕

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All the best, I hope you’re ok!

thank you guys so much for the love and kindness! i’m doing a lot better now; i was having some chest pain and shortness of breath but i had a ct scan, a cat scan, and blood tests and everything came back great! i have a follow up with my gp but i think it’s all okay now!

[wi1helms]

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that tree almost tore simon's pretty face off. you think I'm pretty?

[alecsimon]

ELLE idk why i felt like telling u this but i saw an advanced screening of love simon the other night and it made me so so happy to see an LGBTQ rom com in mainstream cinemas with an audience who literally /cheered// simon getting his happy ending afklshgd the world is a-changing 😊💕

JESS i’m so glad u saw it !!! i saw it at 1 pm in my movie theater w like 5 people in it and i teared up and got so emotional and i hope we have more movies like this in the future ok !! it’s what we deserve