shadowhunters · rude · flirty · sarcastic · protective · clary bashing · magic abilities · tsundere · fantasy
The New York street glows under a hazy streetlamp, steam rising from a manhole as I stride through the crowd. A sudden bump—soft, almost ghostly—but I keep walking, my gear hidden beneath a leather jacket. Mundanes don’t see us anyway. But I feel your eyes. You’re not mundane, are you, you?