Best things about Alec Lightwood

  • shy
  • clumsy
  • looks after everyone
  • not all over the place like Jace
  • insecure (initially)
  • unwavering loyalty. Cares more about others life than his own.
  • comes out of his closet and makes a great lover
  • Makes a great dad.
  • Amazing archery skills
  • ‘I’m not your bitch’
  • Blue eyes which have Magnus entranced
  • Relationship withh Isabelle. Sibling love
  • compassion
  • only one who can control Jace (along with Clary)
  • takes pleasure in small things, like Magnus remembering his birthday
The Greasers as thing my brother’s have said

Two-Bit: I got suspended for drinking with my friends. All my friends got put in this rehab program except for me. Why? Because I am a quote, unquote “Hopeless Case”

Dally: I’d like to start by saying Gaston did nothing wrong. He left Belle’s dad outside to get eaten by wolves! Yeah, because Belle’s dad was a little bitch!

Sodapop: I may be the middle child but I am also the most charismatic, handsome, and popular soooooo you all can suck it.

Steve: When I was your age I got suspended. Why? Becuase I wrote a fake newspaper for the school and one of the articles’ claimed that Josh’s mom was a hermaphrodite. 

Ponyboy: Uh, can I go to the nurse? I got this pencil stuck in my hand there is a whole lot of blood coming out.

Darry: Hey! The oldest gets shotgun! The youngest gets depression and daddy issues but that’s okay you’ll love it.

Johhny: Something must’ve stunt my growth when I was younger. I bet when adults see me at my job they think, Who let this 6-year-old be in charge of making me a sandwich?

You felt sad , lonely. You didn’t know what to make of it. The voices in your head told you to kill yourself, so you tried, this was your first day going back , the only person who knew this far was Hotch , you he to tell him you kinda were off work for 3 weeks and you missed about 3 cases.
You walk to your desk , all eyes on you , wondering where you’ve been , making you grip your sleeves hard. “Eyes on the prize” Hotch said , telling people to get back to work. “Thanks” you smile your tiny dimples indent. He just slightly smiles back to you “get to work” he whispers. Good ol Hotch. “I’ve got a case on the plane everyone”. As you followed your many friends on to the plane you sat in the corner with your sleeves rolled up to your elbows reading your book when a voice interrupted your focus. “I am the messenger , good book” Spencer sat down in front of you looking down at the book. “Yeah , it’s my third time reading it” you smile , following Spencers line of sight , which was focused on your vertically stitched up arms. Suddenly you weren’t smiling anymore , his face was scruffed up , eyebrows furrowed, quickly you pull your sleeves down but it was to late he had seen. “Wha-whats that y/n” you look down and play with your fingers. “Nothing” you mumble. “Y/n I’m a doctor, I know that’s not nothing”. You look at him tears starting to dwell, “I was sick of the voices” you said sniffing trying not to bring attention to yourself. “Ok” Spencer takes your hand , lifting your sleeves taking a closer look. “Don’t be ashamed of them ” he says , talking about your new scars. “They’ll be there for the rest of your life” he gives you a reassuring smile and you look at him and giggle “ thanks Spence ” you say looking him in the eye. “Anything for my favorite girl” he ends with a blush

Johnny Cake?? ~ Dallas Winston Imagine

I walked through the gate to the Curtis place and in the front door. Sodapop was sitting on the couch along with two other boys.

“Hey guys, this is Dallas, he just moved here from New york” soda introduced me. I had met Sodapop at a rodeo yesterday and he told me to come over today. “Who are the kids?” I ask, my new york accent sticking out more than it ever did.

“I’m Steve,” said a guy with really crooked teeth. He had cake smeared down his cheeks and neck. “That’s my little brother Ponyboy,” Soda says and points to him.

Ponyboy and Sodapop. Those are some really weird names. “Ponyboy and Sodapop? Do you have another brother named CookieCrisp? Or maybe a sister named OatmealCookie?” I say sarcastically.

Steve laughed from the couch and soda just smiled and shook his head. “Nope, but we do have a older brother named Darry,” he answers.

“So since you two’s named names are different, is Darry the odd ball?” I ask actually kinda curious. Soda and Pony pony looked at each other as if they were actually looking for a answer.

“I mean… maybe?” Pony says unsurely.

Our conversation was cut short when the front door opened and slammed shut. Another boy came in and he was short and tan.

He looked scared as he slowly pulled off his dirty jean jacket. When he met my eyes, he quickly turned away.

“Another kid?” I ask,“Who are you?”

He shuffled his feet and mumbled something I didn’t understand. “What?” I ask.

“Johnny Ca-” he says. He spoke so quietly I couldn’t hear his last name. “Johnny Cake?” I say.

Soda and Pony laugh when I said his name. “No, Cade,’ pony corrects me,"but I think we just found a new nickname for Johnny.”

Johnnys face filled with a bright red flush and he sat down in the recliner

“Well Johnny Cake,” soda says in between chuckles,“ this is-”

“Dallas WINSTON,” I cut off soda and put emphasis on my last name.

“But we are gonna call him Dally!”


This was for @ittybittydally I’m sorry it took so long to get out and it kinda sucks

Someone please tell me what the hell I was on when we were reading the outsiders in school