Author notes: I'm a big lover of fanfiction, and I admire those who are able to write, unfortunately I have to confess, I am not among them. My spelling is terrible :( So any beta reader please if you are interested contact me, I would be grateful for help, be it grammar, filling the blanks or help with romantic scenes, really anything would be good.

Anyway if you can get over it I invite you to read ideas that I got or read somewhere for stories that I would be very happy to read. So the authors who needs inspiration and wants to adopt them, just please write to me, so I can read your work. I can't wait :).

Warnings: contains SLASH (malexmale relationship pairing), foul language, sexual content

Inspired by Shadowhunters (tv show), Mortal instruments-The city of bones (movie) and book series The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare.

Self insert!manipulative!Simon

Simon waved at Clary and connected to her in front of the club. While he waited, he remembered how it's been seventeen years ago when he first opened his eyes to see over him a leaning face, which he later discovered has belonged to his new mother.

He had no idea how it happened. How could he had become a baby, but over the years he made a peace with it. His pragmatic side rightfully pointed to him that he doesn´t have any other choice. It was not as difficult as it might seem. In his previous life he was ambitious and hard-headed. That didn´t made him many friends and him and his family were not too close. His parents were the typical hippies, so it's clear that they didn´t had much in common. He chased after a success and everything else pushed to the side. It bothered him when he realized that all that hard work was for naught.

Though he lived alone with his mother he couldn´t wish for anything more. She was a petite brown-haired woman who sincerely loved him and tried to encourage him as much as possible. He has gotten a second chance, so he decided to slow down a little bit. Justifying it by the fact that he has time and that he can always catch up in a college, he simply decided to enjoy his life to the fullest. He took an entire advantage of being young again and tried new things. He learned to play the guitar and to his surprise he had a real talent. He joined the theatre club and even tried to play sports, but it wasn't in him. Curse his thin gangly body, if he didn't miss one thing about being a teenager it was this!

Thanks to the fact that he was an outgoing extrovert and had developed social conscience, he quickly became one of the populars. Easily fitting between them. Also, he put in afford. Read magazines for teenagers, dressed by fashion and watched what was in. It was worth it to him, an ability to flirt with the loveliest folks from school, an insurance of a free place in a lunch table and in the selection of the groups, never staying last left. He just kept having a good time.

He had come back to himself when the voice of a bouncer disturbed him. He was arguing with some guy, who stood in a line in front of them. Finally he let him inside. Simon got the impression of deja vu, as though that's exactly what he saw in a past. At the same time he got the feeling that he shouldn't be there. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Clary enthusiasm bobbing on the site, shut his mouth. It wasn't worth it.

I knew Clary since I was little. We attended the same nursery and both were enough ahead so teachers have been in the habit of putting them together, and it continued in high school. There they were even in the same group of friends. Artistic kids. Clary with her art and Simon with his music. When they both joined the same dramatic club, they found that, surprisingly, they have a lot in common, and since then he could not get rid of her. She just decided that it is their destiny to be best friends. He wanted to talk her out of it, but she didn´t surrender, even dragged their parents into it, they thought that it is sweet and so he gave up. Clary was not a bad friend. She could be kind and make him laugh only if she wasn't incredibly naive and self-absorbed too.

Clary has been dropping hints lately that she wants to go to the new cool club. He would have happily ignored it but his mother wised up and made him take her as her birthday present. So now he´s here, freezing his ass in que, in front of it. Finally it was their turn and they found themselves inside. This Pandemonium club really wasn´t his scene, he skeptically watched people moving around him. In his jeans and a flannel shirt he was out of place between all that leather, satin, chains and tattoos. Clary was obliviously enchanted, he took his chance and made his withdrawal to the bar. He didn´t even look at the assortment of colorful bottles of different shapes and ordered "rum with coke". In a corner of an eye he saw group of eccentric dressed people, thought they were familiar and because he didn´t have anything to do, he asked the bartender with indifference who they are. He passed him a drink "No wonder you've spotted them. That´s owner Magnus Bane and his VIP guests". "Hm" he took a sip and at that moment he got it. Magnus Bane, Clary Fray, Simon Lewis. Fuck, he is a character in some teenage fantasy bullshit! And not even a main one!

Clary Fray, a sassy redhead with a mother who has a shop with antiques. Family friend, detective named Luke. And Simon, best friend who is hopelessly in love with her.

"When something looks too good to be true, it isn´t" Simon glumly stared at the bottom of his glass. Now, Simon, what will you do? Do you have to do anything at all? Let's be honest, you're a side character whose only thing going for him was being the cliché geeky best friend who is hopelessly in love with main heroine. Fuck that! I refuse to have my reason for living be to make that's diva´s life more interesting! "Oh god, that means she was right with all hers me, me, me rants, this universe is all about her" he whispers horrified. Repress, repress. Its fine, everything is all right. You just have to get away for a while so that she won't be able to pull you with her to that clusterfuck. It will be better if I make mum take a few weeks off and we take trip somewhere far away. He decisively nodded and threw the drink into himself.

He got up and was about to leave when Clary came and caught his hand "Simon, I just saw same guys with a knife following someone". "Are you sure?" "Of course I am!". "Alright, calm down. I´ll look for a security". "It could be late by then. We will have to take care of it ourselves". "Whoa! Are you insane!?". "Simon, please, it´s matter of life and death". Let me tell you she's really strong for such a small thing. I tried to pry her hand off me bud the grip was too tight. She dragged me to the one of private booths in the back. She pulled back the curtain and we got to see blue haired guy kneeling on the floor in chains. I just don´t have any luck tonight. Thought I wouldn´t see them, they must have to taken the invisibility runes off or they lost effect.

Jace POV

Interrupted by a girl's scream, his gaze fell on the redhead with a shocked expression on the face holding hand of brown-haired boy. Demon took advantage of his inattention, severed its ties and lunged at him. Shit! I will feel that in a morning. He wrestled him to the ground, but before he had time to take a bite from Jace´s neck, whip thrusted him back. Jace bounced off the floor, quickly jumped to his feet and threw his sword, which tore the beast´s back as he tried to get out. The girl screamed, her voice was jarring. Mundanes! Demon's fallen body exploded in a blaze of sparks, left were only easily overlooked black spots.

"Excuse the interruption," the boy said "we´ll go" nudged redheads. She came back to herself and looked at him with wide eyes incredulously "What, how, what happened?". "The art students filming their coursework. I thought, you know that they are trying its special effects and it´s why did you so badly wanted to go here tonight" he cocked his head to the side quizzically.

Alec, Isabelle and Jace tried to pretend it is no news that for them. "Special effects, these weren´t some special effects, Simon!". "Come on, Clary, let them work. Once again I apologize for the interruption." Clary was clearly fed up, she pierced them with a suspicious look and furiously stalked off. Good riddance. "I don´t know what is so surprising, such a beautiful face like mine obviously belongs totally to the movie screen" arrogantly said Jace with a sigh of relief that the situation is resolved.

End of Jace POV

He could not help but scoff. Immediately he regretted it when Jace slid him a glance. "What did you say, your name was?". "I didn´t". "It was polite way of asking you to tell me your name". "Why should I do that?" he threw him smug grin "People have a habit of doing what I tell them". "I think you underestimate yourself". "Maybe you just don´t know me better yet".

It was right here that Alec threw his hands in the air and stormed out. Isabela tossed one last curious look at Jace and followed him. Simon turned but Jace´s prevented his leaving by holding his upper arm. "You don´t think we are actors" his eyes burned through him. He tried to look innocent "Sure you are. You are in the beginning of your carriers but I´m sure you will break through in no time. I look forward to your new movie". Jace raised his eyebrows "You are really bad liar". "I´m not" he said without thinking. Jace smiled and Simon wanted to hit his arrogant face. "Well if you haven´t been shooting a movie what have you done?". "I thing you know exactly what just transpired. And it´s very interesting because mundies shouldn´t have that knowledge".

He won't let it be. I have to trick him somehow, but how? He notices Jace´s eyes look at his lips when he nervously licked them. That has a potential. He gave him once over. And it will be fun. He smiled at him and shook off his hand. He moved a bit and sat on the white sofa. He motioned for him to sit down, and Jace curiously did. "Well I don't have any idea, what could have happened here, but if I had to guess, hypothetically, there were some hunters killing a monster tonight. If any existed, which of course, is not possible. " Of course, but you don't know anything "."Nothing, but if I knew" here he slid off the couch "I would very much like to give a thanks for saving me" he moved to straddle him and then he slowly rolled his hips. Jace tipped his head back and moaned, his hands found their place on Simon's waist. Simon bit his own lips to not do the same and to stay in control when he felt his rock-hard body and his straining cock which was creating a wonderful friction between them. Simon was flooded with the winning feeling when he watched his eyes darken in desire and that lush mouth open. He couldn´t resist, lowered his head and kissed his parted lips and began by tongue fuck his mouth with the same timing as moving his hips.

When he was sure that he is too occupied, took an advantage of the moment of surprise and rolled out.

He observed the place and considered where he could hide. He crouched behind the bar and when the bartender turned questioningly at him, shrugged "I saw my ex", and was given an understanding not. When Simon thought it was safe, he sat on a stool and ordered a vodka. After today he has the right to get drunk, he found out the monsters exist and he is now quite a bit lower on the food chain than he´s feeling good with. When the alcohol started working, he relaxed and then headed to the dance floor. All he wanted at the moment was to forget the shitstorm heading his way. Not that he got that respire.

He felt a hot gaze on his body. The beat of the song Animals by Maroon5 has made him dance in a sensual rhythm. From the under of the eyelashes, he watched Jace stride closer. He should be probably panicking but with an alcohol, moving strangers pressing to him and shining lights, he really doesn't feel like it. Hands caught him and pushed him to the firm body. He felt a warm breath on his lips and heard a deep sultry voice that had brought about the pleasant chill. "Didn't anyone tell you it is not wise to mess with a fire? ". He gave him a coy smile "Oh, they did. I just couldn't help myself. I have been a bad boy, would you like to punish me? ". Jace looked as if he couldn't believe what he have said. Simon drew himself closer and purred in his ear, "Oh please sir, I have been so naughty and deserve to be punished. Do it hard and fast, please sir, make sure I remember it this time, sir". He took advantage of his shock, freed himself and quickly plunged into the crowd. He swiftly ran outside and headed straight home. An interesting night.