//BEST FRIEND

ind. simon lewis from the mortal instruments book series. multi & oc friendly. written by sirius.

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like this thing for a starter now that i am back online :) 

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 “i just want you to know that… having you as my best friend, as kids and during our adventure in the shadow world… i don’t know what i would have done without you. “

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nobody: absolutely no one: my brain at 2 am: 

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I am gonna make all those starters today mark my words

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since i’ve had an influx of followers lately i would like to remind everyone to read my rules page, if you haven’t been able to access it yet click here. i would like to also stress that this blog is a book based blog, but i can do aus with show cannon blogs if they still want to interact. thank you!!

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like this for a little simon starter :) i need some phresh threads

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ay ay time to reply to things

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snakedhand·:

∑ - being with simon , it was like a weight lifted off her chest . isabelle didn’t have to hide , she was able to open her heart , instead of keeping it sheltered . the shadowhunter was allowed to be herself with simon , even if it was just in their own room . either in their room in the institute or in the lightwood family home in idris . comfortable for them between travelling . being curled up , under blankets was where isabelle felt at peace . she had fallen head over heels for simon , would have been with him for his forever when he was a daywalker , and now their forever as shadowhunters . she didn’t expect that though . she never expected a spur of the moment proposal . it wasn’t the first time they’d spoken about it , she kept rejecting it . waiting for the right time . now it was . she had mentioned being with him forever , showing him how much she loved him every single day . she wouldn’t want to spend her life with anyone else , “ simon , ” her voice caught in her throat . a feeling so foreign to the lightwood girl . 

“ i always mean it , i really do . ” she didn’t realise he actually had gone out and bought an actual engagement ring . he was serious . he meant every word . this was how she wanted it , romantic and very them . not anyone else . no one else needed to witness this , she’d just surprise them all when she walked into a meeting with a glittering hand . no texting her brother , or calling clary . though she was sure that simon had already mentioned his intentions to her , probably even helped him buy the ring . it was so simple , so elegant , a single diamond with snaking designs around the carriage into a platinum band . it screamed isabelle lightwood . “ yes . ” isabelle nodded , her hand flexed out so he could place the ring on her finger , tears in her eyes as she curled to rest her head on his shoulder , watching as the ring fit perfectly on her slender finger . “ i always want to be with you simon lovelace , i always want to be yours . i want to marry you simon , i’m ready now . ” her words nothing but true . “ but i’m keeping my name . ” she laughed , knowing he didn’t have to change his , but simon lightwood rolled off the tongue just as well as isabelle lovelace did . the fact they were officially each other’s , made her sniffle in utter happiness , amazed he wanted her the way she wanted him . she wasn’t the girl to just fall for anyone , and falling for simon was like breathing , she never had to think about it . it just happened . naturally . like it should . 

a feeling of elation crashed over him like a tidal wave, definitely not tears threatening to spill over as isabelle finally accepted his very informal proposal (preformed while they were still lounging in their pjs, no less) to spend the rest of their lives together, no matter how long or short. he took her steady hand in his own carefully, slipping the ring on her finger. the brunette thanked clary silently for borrowing one of isabelle’s rings to be able to get the sizing right as it fit her hand as if it was meant to be there, three diamonds glittering as the light caught her left hand.  “you can keep your name, i wouldn’t ask you to change it.” he murmured, letting go of her soft fingers, gaze drifting to her face to take in her response to the biggest question he had ever asked anyone in his life. there was a moment of thought before simon felt himself speaking up again. “what if i changed mine? i mean, it’s not like i’ve stuck with one very long.” simon wasn’t sure how well the information would be taken, but of course he just wanted his fiance to be happy with whatever choice was made in regards to last names since they seemed to be very important to shadowhunter families in a way that he would never entirely understand as someone who ascended. “you are my family, and i want people to know that.” the sight before him really genuinely warmed his heart, isabelle wearing one of his soft and well-worn star wars tee shirts, hair slightly mussed up from sleep.  it was everything he could ever want. 

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“Some vampires turned you into a rat few hours at a party to kidnap you once. You’re human Simon the only time you weren’t was when you were a vampire.” It was still strange to the shadowhunter to see the other with runes. Though he was starting to understand why he made Izzy so happy so maybe Simon wasn’t that bad. “What? didn’t anyone else want to talk about it?” He asked because of all the questions to ask about his memories that seemed like more of a nicer question to answer.

si nodded, shifting his weight a tad as he rested his elbow on the counter. “ oh, ok.” the fact that he was not a rat-man brought on a great sense of relief, letting out a gentle sigh. “ i didn’t ask anyone else.” the young man shrugged his shoulders lamely, gaze training on his hot cup of coffee. “ i thought you would be the least weird about it and wouldn’t make fun of me for it.” alec was always a little more distant with simon, so it was easier to ask questions knowing that he wasn’t very emotionally involved. jace would definitely hold the rat question over his head for the rest of their lifetimes if it had been asked to the blonde, and he was near certain that it would upset clary to ask her. 

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hi i’m back from being too tired to live. like the thing and i’ll throw starters out once i’m done with my six drafts ayy

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@vxmpiremojo // kind of plotted stater.

“Your staring at me like you want to ask me something so do it already.” Was said as he closed the book he was reading to look over at Simon. “Don’t worry Izzy told me to be nice and I’m not about to piss off my sister.” He can only imagine what it was like to lose all your memories. He had no idea what it must have been like for Simon to have to learn who everyone was again and try to fix things together. “I guess this whole being a shadowhunter to learn about yourself hasn’t been that easy but from what I’ve heard you seem to be doing fine.” 

“was i a rat?” the question had been on his mind for a few days, the memories so hazy that they could have come from a dream. it sounded too stupid to ask anyone, but as silly as it was it had been eating at him. he had treated all of those rats so poorly at the academy, what if he had been one of those rats? how would he have felt? “ i didn’t come from a rat, right? like i wasn’t a rat turned into a person with some weird magical ritual?” simon found it easiest to ask alec strange questions, it seemed as if the two of them hadn’t been close before he lost his memories and he wouldn’t get all misty eyed at the things simon wanted to remember, or the things he simply couldn’t. 

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" simon , how is it by the time you have a third last name since i met you , you've never changed initials ? "

simon gave a shrug, shifting slightly and stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets. “ i think it’s because the s.l. stands for super lucky as in super lucky i met you so that’s why it’s always s.l. you know?” his gaze trained on his red, beat up trainers rather than his wife, an awkward habit he wasn’t able to shake even as he moved through the shadow world with a new confidence. “ does that sound stupid? maybe it’s stupid.” 

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Y’ALL send simon questions he gotta answer and i will give u three pence thanks. 

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“uh, i dunno. i just put on a mask and decided to punch some people, i guess.” she hadn’t really intended for anyone to discover her or anything, but she wasn’t going to pretend as if it wasn’t fun to be running around being kind of famous. still, she didn’t actually know of any real groups of clubs. if there were, she would have asked them for a real suit by now. “there’s probably other heroes. i don’t think i’m original enough to be the only person doing it.” a shrug. “i don’t see why a vampire couldn’t. what kind of vampire are we talking about? because i think if they like, murdered the bad guys with their fangs or whatever, that might be frowned upon by some people.” 

“we’re talking like, a super cool vampire.” simon felt a buzz underneath his skin, excitement at the fact that there was a real life superhero right in front of him who had super cool fire powers. “ a vampire who was a vegetarian and doesn’t want to eat people, you know?” there was something about meeting someone who was different too that made it hard to keep his own secret at bay, especially seeing as he was a super cool vampire with super cool daylight walking powers. “ so did you just wake up one day and decide to kick some baddie ass?”

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∑ - isabelle couldn’t help but smile softly , here she was . finally happy . after bottling up the emotional pain of having lost simon and then finding someone who wasn’t her simon anymore , to now have him there . as himself . with her . cuddled in blankets , their legs tangled up as their hands laced together . her eyes watched as his gaze went to their joined hands , her war torn fingers felt soft against his , they didn’t feel cracked and sore . she felt at peace , every fibre of her being alight in love . “ si , ” his name on her lips softly , head lulling to the side , curled in his arms as she pressed her body as close to his as possible , the way he treated her . made her entire body blush . his soft kisses to her knuckles , the way their bodies wrapped around each other . totally in love . “ you won’t , ” the hand that wasn’t tangled with his lifted his chin up so they could look into each other’s eyes . “ i love you, simon lovelace , you’ll never lose me . i promise . no demon or downworlder will ever tear us apart . we’ve been through too much to let that happen . this is my favourite feeling too . being here . with you , simon i can’t describe how you make me feel , ” she stole a soft kiss from his lips before pulling back , “ but I will spend my life showing you . ”

 It was strange, the feeling of being completely and utterly in love with someone who returned the same sentiments. having someone who, despite simon’s many flaws still wanted to spend every waking hour with him was genuinely exhilarating. it had only been days since his parabatai ceremony with clary, weeks since his ascension and adoption of his friend’s last name in his memory. everything happened so fast and yet it hadn’t, everything feeling natural to him after a year at war in a world he didn’t understand but now was a part of. it was surrreal, his body pressed against isabelle’s, limbs tangled together, matching black runes marking their skin and permanently placing them in each other’s world. isabelle’s touch was always so gentle as her fingers found their way underneath his chin, pushing it up ever so slightly to force the rather insecure young man to make eye contact with her. her words washed over him, soothing and calming in a world that was constantly testing their relationship’s resilience. they had proven well enough that no matter what happened, there was a gravitational pull that would always bring the two of them back together. heat rose to his pale cheeks as her soft words reached his ears, the reassurance that their relationship was indeed something that brought her great joy stoking the fire within him, soft kisses sending electricity though his body.  “ uh-” he knew that it was the right time, something just clicking in place in his mind and solidifying his decision. “ izzy, isabelle, do you really mean that? that you’d like to spend the rest of your life with me?” simon shifted slightly, having to reach underneath him with the hand that had been wrapped loosely around her soft form. “ because no matter how much time left we have in this life i want to spend it with you. no matter what happens, no matter whoever is chasing after us i want to be with you.” he felt anxiety rising within himself, a pain in his chest that he just had to force himself to dismiss until he was really and truly finished speaking. “ isabelle lighwood, nobody compares to you. you are smart and beautiful and brave, everything i could have ever wished for and everything i could ever love.” he knew he was rambling a little bit, but the fear of rejection had a fast hold on his heart. “ do you want to get married? to me, i mean. marry me, isabelle?” he pulled a ring out of his pants pocket, hand barely sticking out of the blankets with the rather modest diamond ring he had purchased only days prior, carrying around with him to strike when the moment felt right.  simon cringed a tad at his own admittedly mildly embarrassing proposal, everything feeling as if time froze as he awaited her response with baited breath. 

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             “But I watch my brothers give their hearts away                           and I think, Don’t you know better?                              Hearts are breakable. And I think  even when you heal, you’re never what you were before.” 

                                       Ind. Selc. Isabelle Lightwood of    Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments - Shadowhunter Chronicles ;                      with a verse for Freeform’s Shadowhunters                                               Beloved by Hayley