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Alec & Jace Lightwood: a touching friendship

City of Ashes:

“I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk,” Jace said. “When I got back, I bumped into this sad bastard mooning around the porch.” He pointed at Alec.

City of Glass:

“Did you ever think that in a past life Alec was an old woman with ninety cats who was always yelling at the neighborhood kids to get of her lawn? Because I do,” Jace said.

City of Fallen Angels:

“Alec keeps sending me annoying photos. Lots of captions like Wish you were here, except not really.

City of Heavenly Fire:

“It’s Magnus birthday,” Alec said, flipping the phone shut. “I didn’t want him to think that I didn’t—to think that I forgot.”
“You’re pining,” said Jace.
Alec shrugged. “Look who’s talking. ‘Oh, I love her. Oh, she’s my sister. Oh why, why, why—’ ”

“Are you still mad because I broke your phone?” Jace said. “Because you broke my wrist, so I’d say we’re even.”
“It was sprained,” Alec said. “Not broken. Sprained.”

“Jace could get himself killed putting his pants on in the morning. Being his parabatai is a full-time job.” 

“The first time you saw me,” Jace said, looking down at his hands, looped around his knees, “I bet you didn’t think, He’s going to get me killed.”
“The first time I saw you, I wished you’d go back to Idris.” Jace looked over at Alec incredulously; Alec shrugged. “You know I don’t like change.”
“I grew on you, though,” Jace stated confidently.
“Eventually,” Alec agreed. “Like moss, or a skin disease.”

“I did not make a pie,” Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, “for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don’t actually know how to make a pie.”
He paused, clearly waiting.
Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, “And three?”
“Because I am not your bitch,” Alec said, clearly pleased with himself.


“Why would you do that?“ Dick demands, his voice raw. "Why, Tim?”

Because Tim is fourteen years old and can do stupid things sometimes. Because there are fights he can’t win, and people he won’t fight.

taken from hauntedlittledoll’s The Green Knight [x]

radio silence friendship #1 - frances and aled

“you probably think that aled last and i are going to fall in love or something…we don’t”


5.22 / 10.20


A couple of important things to keep in mind here.

The last time Cordelia was herself, before her ascension and subsequent possession, was at the end of season three. The last time we heard Cordy talk about Wesley, she insisted she didn’t care about how he felt, and claimed she wanted nothing to do with him.

We know Cordelia watched over the team during the summer she spent as a Higher Being. And although there’s no canonical evidence for it, I can guarantee you she was watching Wesley, too. I can guarantee she saw everything he did that summer. She saw him searching relentlessly for her and Angel. She felt the depth of his pain and loneliness. She felt how much he hated himself, and how much he loved his friends.

When she comes out of the coma, Cordy still remembers everything that happened. She still remembers Wesley taking Connor. And at this point she has no idea that Wesley doesn’t remember it. But the moment they’re reunited, Cordelia lights up with the biggest smile and pulls him into a tight, loving embrace.

This hug means so much more than just two friends who are happy to see each other again. This hug means she’s forgiven him.



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