Jace Wayland Arms With Runes Fan Art Jace Holding Hands With Clary Fanart

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Can I request a clace fanfic? Perchance when they are married or engaged idk quite a bit into their relationship. Peradventure jace gets jealous of clary joking with another male child and you can decide what happens. 💙

A/N: I'chiliad sorry if this is a weird mix of TV/ book universe I'm only kind of going for it and I've been re-reading and watching the Boob tube testify then my wires are a scrap crossed. As well, this is an AU where Simon remembers everything and tin can be with Izzie and apparently vampires can have children now! There are no rules. Also oops you're getting a long-ass proposal flashback as well (two for the cost of ane!) because as stated before, in that location are no rules. I wrote this in 4.5 hours later on midnight in my bed so hopefully, information technology still has a plotline in the morning. I actually hope you like it! Requite me notes or criticisms or requests!!!

Category: Fluff with malaise peppered in

Warnings: Suggestive sense of humor, malaise, rare cursing, and not actually adultery but jealousy I suppose???

Word Count: 3706

- 3 years after City of Heavenly Fire -

*Clary's POV*

The early March snow falls lightly from a grey New York sky. Jace, Isabelle, Simon, and I sit in our regular berth at Taki's on a double appointment. Well… it was less of a date and more of a coming together. Later all, I had been dubbed Isabelle'south amatuer baby shower planner, and she, my wedding planner. Wedding. that word still sends my head spinning. It isn't that I'm not set, or that I don't want this. I mean, subsequently all, I'one thousand living my dream! I had ever known I would marry Jace, simply something almost this is then surreal and I can't quite put my finger on it.

All the same, a wedding! I try to ground myself as Izzy explains what she had in mind for the floral arrangements, merely, as can be expected, I find myself daydreaming instead. Jace popped the question the dark of Izzy and Simon's hymeneals. Nosotros were driving domicile from the reception equally they had portaled to Idris for their honeymoon, and while I napped in the rider seat Jace had driven us out of the city to Luke'southward farm in the countryside. I imagine his grip on the wheel was a little tighter than usual as he ran over his oral communication in his head and the jewelry box burned a hole in his pocket. He let me sleep until just earlier sunrise when he started to lightly trace the runes that swirled across my artillery. The less-than-comfortable motorcar seat, combined with the introduction of sunlight, and the touch of my love had all awoken me. He told me he had a surprise for me and carried me conjugal-style a few hundred yards until I tapped him on the shoulder to betoken that I could make information technology the rest of the way to wherever this "surprise" was on my ain. He laid out a blanket on the side of a big hill where I used to play tag with Simon while my mother painted. I had brought him out here the night of her wedding - information technology is one of my favorite places. He laid downwardly and I laid on his chest equally the stars dimmed and the sky transitioned from muted dejection into various shades of pastels. Afterwards several minutes of laying there in silence, I twisted effectually and kissed him gently, at first, and then deeper. Nosotros stayed like this for a while, until I noticed a dampness on his cheeks. He wasn't crying per se… but he was teary. I wiped some of the moisture away with my pollex. "Jace, what'due south wrong?" He bit his lip and gently shook his caput regaining his composure "S'nothin." He pulled my leg over his torso and I straddled him as we continued to kiss. Things got more heated, though he was moving at a slower pace than I was used to, and so I pressed my body closer to him and grinned. "Do you have something in your pocket, or are y'all excited to see me?" I questioned. Little did I know how intensely my cheesy jibe was going to backfire. My and so-boyfriend chuckled, almost sadly, under my weight. "Jace… what's incorrect?" he glanced to the wildflowers scattered well-nigh the field next to us. "I'm nervous Clary," he confessed. Now it was my turn to giggle, "Why would yous be nervous dizzy?" I ran my fingers through his hair and gazed in wonder at the morning sky reflected in his eyes which were just a chip watery at present and he flashed his archetype smirk. "Well, this isn't how I had planned on this going at all!" He exclaimed every bit he ran his easily up and down my sides slowly, "I'1000 not complaining though… information technology's just a footling less traditional than I had wanted." I raised one eyebrow, "Since when have you lot ever wanted to do annihilation traditionally?" He smiled upwards at me knowingly and held both of my hands in his, "Well typically I would inquire your male parent first, but that one seemed out of the question so I asked Jocelyn and Luke. And, well, normally instead of y'all straddling me I would get down on ane human knee in front of yous. But! Here nosotros are, and I did get ane thing correct." He dropped my left hand to dig in his pocket and pulled out a dazzling emerald ring set up amongst tiny diamonds and my vision went blurry. "You're a size 6 and a half right?" he questioned feigning confidence, but I heard his vocalism waver. "Isn't there something else yous should ask me?" I struggled to say attempting to match his wit but instead coming together his emotional vulnerability. "Clarissa… Clarissa Fairchild," he spoke softly at present, his optics locked with mine, "you know beyond a shadow of a doubt how absolutely madly in love with you I am, and somehow you feel the same way," he was actually crying at this indicate, "to me yous are the most important matter in this world and I will never plow my back on you unless you enquire me to, and then would y'all exercise me the pleasure of marrying me?" No words left my mouth so I met him with a small yet unspeakably meaningful kiss instead. When the kiss subsided I nodded gently our faces centimeters apart. "I tin can't wait to ally you."

"Clary!" Isabelle snaps, pulling me out of my daydreams. "I swear to god if y'all keep on doing this information technology'southward neon Gerber daisies the whole night!" Izzy gripes at me "and I'm allergic!" Simon pipes in eliciting a blushing eye scroll from Isabelle. "Deplorable" I chroma every bit Jace looks at me quizzically. Before he has a adventure to question me Isabelle's necklace starts to glow cherry causing the pilus on my neck to stand up. "Oh no" Simon whispers. Izzy begins to get up "Well?! Let'due south go!" she insists. "Not so fast!" Jace interjects, "Isabelle if yous think y'all are going on a mission anytime in the next year you're even crazier than I thought yous were." He turns to Simon at present "Simon you lot accept her home. Clary and I will take care of this." Izzy looks like she is going to protest for a split second but instead thinks better of it. As Simon reaches for her wrist to have her away from the danger she puts on hand up to unclasp her necklace and hands it to me. "Clary, I have a feeling you lot'll exist needing this more than I for the foreseeable future." I grasp information technology firmly, "Cheers, Isabelle." Jace grabs my shoulder and I plow to confront him "Allow's go" he suggests "Let's" I reply.

We run out into the alleyway together where nosotros see a teen daughter's limp torso lying against a building about 50 yards away. We run in the direction of the body when we catch sight of the culprit, a possessed beau with calorie-free hair, running East. Jace and I communicate well-nigh telepathically as he runs over a block to endeavor and cut the demonic boy off as I tail him. I had virtually caught up when Jace flare-up out of an alleyway tackling the boy to the ground and holding his arms backside his back, presenting his chest to me. But it can't be. I tin can't exist seeing what I'yard seeing. Then over again if I'm not seeing what I'm seeing the boy would accept been dead. The boy in front end of me was the spitting image of Jonathan. Only the Jonathan this male child is bringing to my eyes now is not the 1 who tried to kill all of my loved ones, held me hostage, and had a strange obsession with me. The boy in front of me transforms instantly into the Jonathan who died in my arms, finally freed of his impurities, the only real blood brother I ever had. "Clary! What are you doing! Kill him he's stiff." Jace's yelling interrupts my thoughts, but the boy still seems and so innocent. I have an irresistible urge to save him, to set up him free. I kneel in front of the male child, the demon admittedly, and I do the unthinkable. I kiss him. Non on his mouth only on his forehead, his cheek, his nose. I'm not in my right mind as I whisper, "please, please come back. Make it alright once more." Jace recoils in disgust and the demon, a lesser one, is set free leaving a gash in my arm as he leaves the boys body and flies off into the dark and the boy, now dead, collapses onto the sidewalk. I'm shaking and the earth doesn't feel quite real yet. I feel nothing and everything all at the same fourth dimension and when I finally await up to my fiance for reassurance Jace is fuming. Oh. Oh my god, what have I washed? Why did I do that? I put him at adventure, I put myself at risk. I kissed the confront of a demon. What am I doing? "Jace -I" I realize my confront is wet with tears. "You're hurt," he states. He walks over to me and inspects my wound, taking off his jacket to place over my torn ane. "I'm taking you dorsum to the constitute" but his voice carries no emotion.

In the car his knuckles are white on the steering wheel and though we are three-fourths of the way to the constitute he hasn't said a discussion to me. "Jace I- I'thousand so sorry," I choke out "I don't know what came over me I actually d-" "Cease," he interrupts. "But I-" I try once again. "I can't practice this correct at present!" he runs a red light and continues driving determinately in the direction of his institute.

As nosotros make it he asks no i in particular for a medic to back-trail me to the infirmary. And so he just… leaves. He walks to the stairwell and I take hold of my final glimpse of him for the next few hours as the door swings shut. Sitting in the infirmary without him there stings. It stings more than the antiseptic and the stitches the two medics at my bedside work at. Although I'thousand sure that my actions outside of the diner hurt worse, and shocked him more. As much as I tell myself that it doesn't lessen my hurting, it focuses it. Jace is the dear of my life and I can't believe I hurt him in such a stupid and irrational style. It'southward been three years since Johnathan died. Since we killed the merely role of him potent enough to sustain life. With Jace being promoted to head of the institute a meer six months later after Alec moved to Idris to serve on the council and restart with Magnus life had gotten so inexplicably busy. That's when I had stopped going to therapy. I truly believed I was over this, but I suppose I proved myself wrong tonight. I would talk to the psychiatrist at the institute in the morning about getting back on the schedule before I have a psychotic intermission at the altar. Nuptials. Oh… nuptials, my fiance. betrayal… ouch.

So Isabelle and Simon walk through the door and Isabelle informs the medics that Jace would like to know if my wounds accept whatsoever severity to them. Yikes, he won't even come in here himself to ask about me. God, I detest myself right now. She sends me a sympathetic and intense look as they reassure her I will exist fine after a few hours of rest with my treatment and turns assumedly to written report back to Jace. Simon, however, leaves her side and walks over to sit down on the cot across from me. Tears offset to spill out of the corners of my eyes and Simons eyes are almost painfully fill with sympathy as he sees my own. "I don't know very much," he says "do y'all demand to talk? Or would you rather be distracted by the story of Passover with my nana meeting my pregnant nineteen-year-sometime wife?" This is the start affair all night that has lifted my spirits at all. I fifty-fifty giggle a little causing the medics to chastise Simon. "Yous accept to tell me that one soon, but, Simon, I really screwed up." My vocalization cracks as the tears start to spill downward my cheeks. "My ears are yours Fray," Simon reassures. So I tell him. I tell him everything that funneled into what happened tonight. And he is maybe the best best-friend/ ex-beau anyone could ask for considering he listens, attentively, and actively to all of my hot mess. "Well Clary, It isn't the nearly ideal situation yous could accept gotten yourself into." I nod every bit he responds to my ramblings. "But, afterwards the past v years we've had, information technology's certainly not the worst. If I were Jace I would be injure. You're an piece of cake person to become jealous over. Only you and Jace have overcome so many odds and y'all know each other so well. You demand to talk this out but I'm certain you lot'll be on the other terminate of this in no time." The medics ask Simon to get out and explaining to my uninterested ears that I need to sleep for a couple of hours for the salve to have effect. "I need to speak to Jace I don't accept time to sleep correct at present," I argue. "The gaping wound on your arm says otherwise Ms. Fairchild, don't you have a sleeveless wedding gown to put on in a few months?" ane medic claps back. At this moment I realize simply how wearied I am from all of this. "Thanks, Simon, I beloved you," I country before he closes the door behind him. I lay my head downwardly on the pillow and autumn into an uneasy sleep within minutes.

Virtually three hours later I wake upwards with a unmarried-mindedness to confront Jace and be back in his arms. I don't await for the medics to talk to me. I merely go upwards and head to the preparation room, where I know he'll be if he needs to burn down off steam. I was correct, he was there, simply when I prove upwards to the preparation room a immature shadowhunter informs me that I've just missed him. I run upward the stairs to our shared suite, which is probably ill-advised as information technology makes my arm throb, only I'm far too impatient for the elevator correct now. I open and close the door quietly to discover that he's in the shower. Zero has ever stopped me from interrupting him there before. However, this is different, I haven't messed up this badly before. I haven't hurt him like this earlier. And then instead I pull a barstool out from our counter and look. Somehow this waiting is worse than the overthinking earlier while I got stitches. I think information technology has something to do with the fact that he'southward right there, in the next room. Additionally, I know he's thinking about me. I sit down there for a few minutes and let more than tears fall as they may. Merely now he's turned the water off and I know I only have a matter of seconds to regain my composure. I wipe my last tear away and constrict a stray strand of hair dorsum as he opens the door. Steam rolls from the opening and he walks out with a towel tied dangerously low on his waist. Information technology's goose egg I oasis't seen a k times before, but information technology'southward still only every bit mouthwatering, again, this is non the time. He, of course, is unsurprised by my presence with his catlike reflexes. However, he is looking at me with a hurting in his eyes I haven't seen in years. I have never felt this responsible for his pain, and feeling it is horrible.

Finally, the silence is broken. "Hullo," he says after a few beats. Good. It's practiced that he wants to talk. That'south step i. I tin't strength this on him. "Hello Jace" I answer and I sound similar a child confessing to their parents that they did consume the final cookie and the canis familiaris didn't knock over Grandma's vase. I desire normal u.s. so badly correct now. "So… " Jace says. "Yeah" is all I can say. How practice I practise this? "I'k going to get dressed," he states. He walks over to his drawer to pull on sweats and a v neck equally I stare at the counter. "I know what I did was wrong." I begin. "I would take it dorsum if I could, I would practise almost anything in the world to take it dorsum… merely I tin't." I expect up to gauge his reaction, I tin't read him correct now but I decide to go along. "I can say that I'm really, really distressing. I'll never do anything like that again, I promise." He'due south looking me in the heart now which makes this near unbearable. I stand up from my barstool merely remain across the room. "I know I hurt y'all," my vox cracks. Goddammit, I'one thousand crying now "And I know yous don't owe me forgiveness or anything, only I want you to know how very very deplorable I am. Because I love you so much, Jace. If I had to set 1 goal for the residuum of my life I would just want to never hurt you once more." Afterwards near a minute he breaks his silence. "Yous shouldn't want that," I look up at him confused "What on earth practise you hateful?" "I don't want you to non injure me, spiral being hurt, I want you to love me! That's what's of import here and it bothers me that you don't come across that. That you non only wanted to buss another guy but so you did yeah that hurts Clary. That lack of honey really f*cking hurts." My jaw drops. How can he question my loyalty? I know I messed up only I tin can't believe he said that. That that's what he's thought about how I experience for him for the last several hours. A fresh fix of hot tears invade my already salty cheeks. "Jace, I'chiliad pitiful, I know I messed up but I tin can't believe later on all we've been through that you would ever think fifty-fifty for a second that I ever loved you fifty-fifty slightly less than all that is god damned humanly possible and so some! I hateful we chased this demon after a meeting where nosotros were planning our wedding where I couldn't focus on what Izzy was maxim about flowers because y'all had your hand on my thigh or I was thinking near how much I love you." He scoffs which sends a salt spray into my metaphorical wound. "I'chiliad lamentable," he says sardonically, "I didn't realize you wanted to kiss a demon considering yous're merely and then in love with me!" Now it finally clicks. I can't believe I missed this the whole time! He even said it earlier. "Wait! You think that I wanted to buss him because I was attracted???? To a demon???" Jace is unwavering, "what other explanation is there?!" I sit back downwardly for this 1. "I'm sorry I didn't explain it earlier," you sigh, "I didn't fifty-fifty necessarily desire to kiss him. I wanted to salve him. I judge that was only how it manifested." Jace blinks, "Clary you've been hunting for five years you know that we can't salvage possessed humans. Yous should be used to this by at present? I was sure y'all were." I milk shake my head, "No, not because he was human. Considering he… he reminded me so much of Jonathan." Jace's whole body stiffens and he stands up from the bed every bit if he'southward trying to securely babysitter me from across the room.

He gets it! Thank god I merely didn't know how to explain it. Give thanks god he understands."I just wanted to salvage my brother, information technology was like I was dorsum in that same moment iii years ago. I- I'g going to become back to therapy," I effort to elaborate. Everything about Jace softens and he approaches me chop-chop but cautiously, gauging my reaction to his proximity. He takes me in his warm, stiff arms, and everything in the world is stock-still. I let out a few residual tears from the stress of tonight's chat. Just I feel… whole once more. He is rubbing my back and calming me and he smells like soap and I love this homo. I could stay here forever. Simply he steps dorsum and holds me away and studies me. "Clary, I owe you an amends." he starts just instead of letting him go on I close the distance between u.s.a. and kiss him. He pushes me away and tries again but I hold a finger upward to his lips. "You don't owe me anything! Always. I'm still lamentable for what I did. I put you in danger! And I should accept explained." "But!" he starts to say against my finger. "No! Jace. Thank you. Thank you lot for listening to me and understanding and still wanting to talk even when you were angry and for beingness… here" my phonation cracks. "I'm so in honey with you lot… and the same way we got through tonight is how we're going to get through the rest of our lives." His eyes light up equally I say this and my centre does victory hurdles at the glorious sight. He kisses my hand, and upwards my arm, and my neck - which I giggle at -, finally beyond my jaw up to the corner of my mouth. "I am so completely fond to you, Clary Fairchild-Wayland," he says just before kissing my mouth. "Not quite still mister!" I object and he smiles back at me. "Fine… Fairchild… for now," he halfway concedes "just can we delight never practise that fighting thing over again? I hated every second of non existence able to think nigh how madly in dearest with yous I am." "Deal!" I grin dorsum at him. Jace kisses me and I almost forget to come back up for air, he is so intoxicating. "Come to bed with me," Jace whispers against my ear. And I am all too happy to oblige.

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the dearest that moves the sun and all the other stars…

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Clary saying that eBay is a "mythical place of swell magical power" to Jace accept the same vibes that Kit introducing uber to Ty

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clary when she tried to convince herself she was in love with simon

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flowers

Clary: Y'know, Alec gives Magnus flowers every 24-hour interval. I wish you did that too.

Jace: Okay.

[the next day]

Jace: *gives Magnus flowers*

Magnus: ????

Jace: Don't ask, I'thou just as confused.

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HAPPY 15TH Ceremony OF Urban center OF Basic!!!

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clace? clace.

Jace: i know it looks like the situation is out of control

Clary: but?

Jace: thats it

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MY TMI GANG HEAD CANNONS

- Alec tin, will, and has forged Mayrse's signature, to bail Jace and Izzy out of trouble, with the clave.

- When Jia was consul, she always has them file two reports, 1 for records and legal purposes, and one with what actually happened, cause you know they 'smudged' the truth a little (a Lot.)

- Simon as a toddler was the type to out anything he could reach in his oral fissure, rocks, mud, bugs, he'd tried to lick a lot candle at to the lowest degree in one case.

- Clary was and ankle bitter 100%- much to Luke's amusement.

- Mayrse and Simon accept the same coffee society - and and Amazing son-mother-in-law relationship.

- Clary Izzy and Magnus regularly have sleepovers and merely rant nearly their boyfriends all night, and walk out with amazing manacures...Alec is non immune in the loft during these.

- Alec and Magnus have a ranking of who they can enquire to babysit Max and Rafe...it'due south based one how probable they are to give their toddler/baby deadly weapons and magical ideas, Jace and Izzy are towards the Bottom.

- Simon is either the all-time with baby/firm sitting...or they place is in fire in 1/ii hr...there is no in betwixt.

- Simon is the just one of them who can really cook worth his ass...and no Magnus, elabrote meals summoned from around the world don't count.

- Alec is low-cardinal a pyromaniac.

- They all accept rotations to make certain that no of them are alone a night, crusade they all have nightmares.

- one of them definitely has a very detailed impale list ..very detailed...and elaborate

- Simon takes Apr fools very serious...no ane knows how he does information technology...just there all actress dainty to him towards the end of March.

- Izzy and Magnus have drilled a fashion sense into everyone they regluarly interact with.

- Jace and Simon are both polygots and oft have arguments switching between several languages...Alec has giving upwards trying to understand, and Magnus laughs his ass off, at his frustration.

- Izzy has is the type to fake a dissimilar accent everytime she club...much to the defoliation of the barista at Coffee's.

- Eric named the ring The Mortal Instruments...not Simon.

- Raziel killed George to get back at Simon.

- Raziel has watched the gang because he know if someone doesn't ...at that place gonna fuck up the world

-Simon admittedly despises angels...and depression-key thinks Azazel was a Vibe... Clary thinks it's any...the Lightwoods are very concerned

- Alec has set off fireworks on the establish roof once..he never got caught

- Magnus gets a tattoo of their intials..after they all pass

- Sizzy has an open human relationship for sex..but not dating...they also have a mission to sleep their style through New Yorks age advisable shadowworld population.

- Simon know fashion to many people...like fashion to many people.

- afterward watching Spiderman No Way Abode..they all just kinda clung to Simon..it hit too close to home.

- They all tease Jace over the fact that he'southward the only 1 to never meet Raziel despite the fact that his the reason he was summoned twice now.

- Jace is ridiculously vanilla....Clary is less.

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Alec: have you lot e'er seen something so astonishing that it inverse your life forever?

Magnus: I saw you

Alec: that's and so sweet of you, but knowing I'm feeling embarrassed, considering I was going to bear witness you lot a motion-picture show Clary drew of Jace with a duck on his head

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one of the biggest lies that tsc fandom reproduces is that clary and jace idea they were brothers for THREE BOOKS, when it was merely coa and half of cog

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Jace was worried even now, equally the bells rang on, that Clary would be the aforementioned: interested or maybe fifty-fifty pleased, only not enchanted. He wanted her to feel the way he had nigh the medianox, though he could not take said why.

A audio escaped her lips, a soft "Oh!" The blossom was blooming: opening like the nativity of a star, all shimmering pollen and white-gold petals. "Do they flower every nighttime?"

A wave of relief went through him. Her light-green eyes were shining, fixed on it. She was flexing her fingers unconsciously, the fashion he had come to understand she did when she was wishing she had a pen or pencils to capture the paradigm of something in front end of her.

"Just at Midnight. Happy altogether, Clarissa Fray," he said, and her mouth curved into a smile.

Clary Fray and Jace Wayland/Herondale

Metropolis of Bones

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Shadowhunters

Clace

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Jace and Clary 10th Anniversary Headcanons

For @ms-lightwood - Hope you like it!

· Jace and Clary didn't plan to practice anything extravagant. They wanted to spend the day together and accept a small dinner later with but family. Magnus, Alec, Max and Rafe, Simon, Izzy, Maryse, Luke Jocelyn, and Kit.

· Magnus and Izzy aren't having that. They want to pull out all the stops.

· Alec tries to end them from doing anything also crazy (spoilers: it doesn't work)

· A few days before their ceremony, Alec assigns the couple to a mission in New Jersey. Cipher critical, just there have been rumors of an infestation of Drevak demons in the area. The time-consuming stakeouts and patrols continue Jace and Clary occupied, allowing the others to set for the party.

· They repurpose the sanctuary for the party, and Izzy decorates the room. She uses gilt balloons and flowers, and Magnus enchants the balloons to light up and float.

· Simon is in charge of the music and dance floor, he composes a playlist of both the couple's favourite songs, asking Alec for input on what Jace likes.

· Maryse takes the initiative to organize the menu, and Luke and Jocelyn send fire messages to all the guests.

· On the day before their anniversary, Jace and Clary return from their mission, and Isabelle tells them to go get changed because she has a surprise.

· They enter the sanctuary, and are shocked. All of their friends are there; the Blackthorns, Emma, Jem, Tessa, Kit, Mina, Bat, Maia, Lily.

· Later, when they were together, Jace told Alec that information technology was one of the best nights of his life.

· The next day, on their anniversary, Clary and Jace spend the day together. They go for a movie and share popcorn.

· That evening Clary takes Jace to the Institutes' greenhouse, where they had their kickoff osculation. She's ready upward a table, laden with all of Jace'southward favourite foods.

· The institute doesn't let candles in the greenhouse, equally the risk of the plants catching fire is besides high. However, Magnus uses his magic to create a synthetic light and oestrus that imitates candlelight,

· That night, as she lies in bed with the love of her life, Clary looks back on the last ten years and decides that asking Jace to marry her was the best selection she ever made.

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"I love you lot, Clary," he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the rows of lighted candles, their gold reflected in his eyes. "More than I always—" He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you?"

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Remember when Cassandra brand us belive that Jace and Clary were brother and sister and so the Seelie Queen forced them to osculation and we just lose it?? Yeah, those were wild times

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