the-anetth
'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.
Alec Lightwood, City of Heavenly Fire (via toomanybookfeels)
the-anetth

banefiction:

I am so tired. Here’s that 4th of July fic. Happy reading!

It seemed Magnus had worked himself into exhaustion again, and at the worst time. Alec had managed to get back from training early to find his warlock boyfriend passed out in a reclining chair. He held several scrolls and a large feather…