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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.

Scribble-Doodle: A One-Time Offer

A teen parabatai story set in 203. Valentine makes a one-time offer, Hodge is tempted, the boys are oblivious.


“Meet me at the side entrance in five minutes. Witherspoon.”

Hodge growls when he reads the message on his cellphone. Entitled bastard. All of them, the people coming in from Idris and looking down at him because of his past, treating him like their servant.

Still, he goes because refusing on principle isn’t worth the hassle. The word is that Witherspoon’s the Inquisitor’s favorite. Raziel save him from ass-kissers.

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The second he walked through the door - there would be punishments to pay or pleasures to rake in. Daniel’s directions were simple. Get the giantic dildo attached to the bedroom full length mirror completely up her cunt, and able to perform doggy on it. The thick, black dildo was thicker and longer then any human penis could hope to be. If she hadn’t - the punishments would be greater then she could imagine.

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AJ / Alec Junior (Readers Nickname)

Part Two



“Well if it isn’t Alec junior, what are you doing out here?” Magnus stopped in front of you and crouched down, gently wiping a stray tear that had danced its way down your cheek.


“Alec said if I don’t approve of the wedding then I shouldn’t come and if I can’t see that he’s doing this for us that… maybe I should go back to Idris.” You sighed and looked away from the Warlock before snapping your eyes to his face. “Wait why are you here?” You asked quickly.


 

“I had an invite from Izzy.” He said simply. You grinned and jumped up, hugging onto the warlock who, after a few seconds he hugged you back and chuckled.


“Thank you for coming Magnus… please you have to make him see reason, he can’t be miserable for the rest of his life, not for me and Izzy we won’t have it.” You gasped quickly.

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