shop till you drop! [ashlyn]

[kael matthew bane]

Kael woke up with a brilliant idea this morning and it was completely unoriginal. He decided—by staring out his window and seeing the subway pass by, don’t ask how the two are related—that today was the perfect day for a mall shopping extravaganza. He grinned a toothily grin, a grin that his guardian had learned to recognize as the “I totally have an idea~!” grin, and headed towards his closet. Kael’s grin did not disappear at the realization that he didn’t really need a closet. Anything he wanted, he could simply make appear. The only problem was he had to have an image in his head as to what he wanted on his body. If he didn’t have an idea, well…don’t ask him to repeat the story. So the current problem was that he had no idea what to wear. “As is a normal day for a Bane,” he snickered in his head. Sometimes he forgot just how lucky he had it.

He figured a shower would cure his block, so he grabbed his grapefruit shampoo—which really belonged to Magnus, who by the by was probably looking for it—and headed in. Chairman Meow tried to follow him in, seeing as the feline liked to follow Kael everywhere, but as soon as the hot water went on; he scurried out of the bathroom like a shot arrow. Kael laughed and then groaned, remembering that he left the matching grapefruit conditioner in his bedroom. When he got into his bedroom, said bottle of conditioner was missing, meaning Magnus had found it, the bastard, so Kael decided that he’d have to use the strawberry conditioner he’d left in his shower the night before. A mix between strawberry and grapefruit, he thought, would smell divine.

The shower did solve his fashion crisis and after nearly tripping down the hallway to his room in nothing but a towel, Kael rushed to get dressed. Was it normal to be this excited over clothing? Well, technically, it wasn’t his fault; it was Magnus’, who used to patronize him every time he dressed himself in something remotely flashy. Now, the normal exchange was “where’d you get that?” and Kael’s response, “I’m not telling you.” He examined himself in his full ceiling to floor mirror and grinned; he liked it, especially on him. Chairman came scampering into his room at just the right moment to hear Kael gloat. “Aren’t I dashing?”

[/b] The cat, obviously, gave no answer and started to lick himself in places Kael didn’t want to see, but nevertheless, he continued, “Of course I am, but it’s still missing something…,”[/b] he said and looked around his room. Oh right, he didn’t have his shoes on yet. That would have been unsettling.

He grabbed for his phone and scrolled down through his contact list. Shopping was never fun alone, after all. He considered inviting his cousin that was already used to being dressed up by his sisters, but thought better of it when he remembered that he was not a morning person, especially for Kael. But his stream of conscious was onto something. Darling Ashlyn would be awake at this hour. No doubt trying to sneak a visit with her boyfriend. “Well, he can’t have her all the time,”[/color] he thought to himself without a hint of remorse for dear Julian. With a smirk, he sent her a text and then headed to the subway because God forbid he uses a portal. Honestly, Magnus was such a buzz-kill sometimes…[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

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That was nearly twenty minutes ago, whereas it should have only been ten minutes ago. Who cares if the subway door is having a malfunction? Just step away from it, sit down, shut up, and go on your merry way. Honestly, mundanes were such dolts sometimes, Kael couldn’t stand it. He beat Ashlyn to the mall and sat down on one of the wooden benches to wait for her. He received various looks from passing people: adoration, jealousy, disgust, amusement, but he wasn’t too sure he cared. Besides, most of the looks were of adoration and jealousy and Kael liked getting those looks because then he had a reason to smirk and wave oh-so innocently.

Ashlyn arrived soon after what must have been the one hundredth look and Kael immediately sat up to greet her. With her fiery hair and personality, she wasn’t hard to pick from a crowd. “Good morning, Ashlyn, my darling cou—WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?!”

[/b] he suddenly shouted, earning odd looks from a mother with a stroller. He waved her off, signaling that nothing was truly wrong, however much Kael agreed with the statement.

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Word Count: seven eight two
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes:You love the pink tux shirt, don’t you? xD
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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[ashlyn louise lightwood]

I’M TOO FABULOUS SO FIERCE THAT IT’S NUTS I LIVE TO BE MODEL THIN
dress me i’m your mannequin

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FASHION PUT IT ALL ON ME I AM ANYONE YOU WANT ME TO BE.[/font][/size][/size][/size]

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Though there was no way that he could possibly know what she’d been doing, and there was even less of a way that she could’ve known what her cousin was thinking, Kael had hit Ashlyn’s intentions right on the head. The only thing preventing him from claiming to be psychic was the fact that he’d gotten the tense wrong; she wasn’t just sneaking out to see Julian. Oh no. No, not this late in the morning. Dad was certainly up by now, and sneaking out under his watchful eye would’ve been impossible. If she lied, he’d see through it in a minute. If she told the truth, he, as the overprotective father who cared strongly for her daughters, wouldn’t let her leave. She’d learned early on in her dating career that if she wanted to see her boyfriend of the moment, she’d have to sneak out long before he stirred in the bedroom down the hall.

No, when her phone started frantically vibrating in her bag, she was already at Julian’s house, in his room, on his bed, squished comfortably between her boyfriend and the mattress. She’d have loved to say that they were both fully clothed, but her mother had taught her not to lie and her father had instilled it in her brain that the punishment was always worse for liars. Her shirt had been discarded onto the floor, and Jules had never had one on to begin with, her sneaking in while he was still half-asleep and all. In typical teenage couple fashion, they were making out, and Julian’s warm hands were sliding along the skin on her sides, sending chills up her spine. She really didn’t want to remove herself from her current position, but her phone just wouldn’t stop buzzing. It was piquing her curiosity and killing the mood. Finally, she pulled away from the kiss and gave Jules an apologetic smile, untangling herself from him and scooping her bag off of the floor, digging through it until she had her phone.

3 new text messages.

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From: Kael Bane
Dig your tongue out of Julian’s throat and come shopping with me. The mall. Ten thirty. No excuses.[/b]

From: Kael Bane
Put your clothes on and text me back, Ash.[/b]

From: Kael Bane
If I don’t hear from you in two minutes I’m calling Uncle Jace and telling him what you’re doing.[/b][/blockquote][/blockquote]

Sighing and glaring down at her phone, she thumbed back a reply.

To: Kael Bane
Stop spying on me, perv. It isn’t nice and it makes me feel uncomfortable. And you wouldn’t dare tell Dad because then you’d have no one to shop with.

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And she’d plucked her shirt off of the floor and shrugged it back on as she apologized to Jules, kissing him goodbye before dashing out of his house, almost forgetting to slip into her flip flops. She’d made it to the mall on time by the skin of her teeth, and finding Kael really hadn’t been a problem. He’d spotted her first, and called out to her. And by ‘called out’, she meant ‘yelled at her incredulously like she was wearing a scanty thong and brassier.’ Wait, he’d probably appreciate the stripped outfit; at least it would’ve been something edgy. “Kael, honey,”[/b] she sighed, tiredly, as she got within earshot. She looped her arm around his waist, tugging him along with her before he could make any more of a scene in that particular area of the mall. “I’m wearing sweats. Actually, I’m wearing pajamas. Please, don’t criticize my appearance-”[/b] He had a lot to criticize, she’d admit. Not only was she wearing sweats, but she was wearing sweats with flip flops, and glasses because she hadn’t felt the need to grab her contacts as she snuck out, and her hair was piled on top of her head in a messy bun. She did not look as put together as she would have liked to be when dealing with her cousin, head of the fashion police. “-especially not when you look like you’ve just fucked Tinkerbell. If you recall, you’re not my favorite person right now. If you keep pushing my buttons I may be forced to punch you in your pretty little face.”[/b]

Ashlyn smiled sweetly up at Kael- why was everyone in the family taller than her? Why?- and then waved her hand in front of her. “Where are you dragging me today, oh great fashion ninja?”[/b]

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tagged : kael, darling.
words : seven four two.
lyrics : “fashion” by lady gaga.
graphics : by summer sunshine @ caution 2.0, cuz i’m lazy.
outfit : the point of getting dressed up to go shopping is…?.
notes. : kael’s comeback: “at least i was fucking. tell me, have you and jules even gotten to second yet?”

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[kael matthew bane]

Kael smirked victoriously, shutting his phone after he sent his last text message. He’d be digging her grave if he actually reported to Uncle Jace and the thought of having so much non-magical power always made him feel giddy; a little too giddy. He’d just placed his phone back in his front pocket when he felt it vibrate again. Damn, she texted quickly—even more quickly than he, and most of the time, he texted without his hands! He pulled out the slick black gadget and read her response, which only made him smile greater if at all possible. That is, until, she pointed out that he’d have no one else to shop with. She did have an excellent point and she was depressingly correct. Lilly wouldn’t be a happy camper in the morning, neither would Ash’s little sister. Not to mention sweet little Victoria was too sweet. She wasn’t any fun to dress up, not as fun as her elder siblings. And as far as Down World company was concerned, Dae would skin him alive if he was woken up early and all his vampire friends were…well, unavailable at this time of day, or any time of day for that matter. He frowned considerably upon realizing this and was about to send her a response when he spotted her…in her sweats. Who on this great big glorious earth wears sweats to the mall? Certainly not any of Kael’s company. Like hell he’d let them.

Slightly confused when she pulled him aside—she honestly had to stop caring about drawing attention to themselves. Didn’t she see that no matter what he did, people were naturally attracted to him? It’s called “magic” and “charm”—he listened to her explanation of her inexcusable appearance with a bored expression on his face. He even yawned. Just to piss her off. Then she mentioned his appearance. The nerve. He was a hell of lot more dressed than she was, which was probably her point, but Kael failed to notice this. “And what a wonderful fuck it was, Ash, but that’s besides the point. You look horrible,”

[/b] he said plainly, ignoring her pleads for him not to criticize her. She should know better by now; criticizing is just what a Bane does. “I mean, the least you could’ve done was match and—are those flip flops?! Ashlyn, you’re driving me mad.” He leaned on his left foot, jetting his hip out slightly and poised his hand in a thinking position under his chin and examined her, picturing all different outfits on his cousin. She looked good in just about everything: pinks, blues, purples, silks, cardigans, jeans, skirts—especially skirts, and he was allowed to say that because they weren’t biologically related. But he was having the same problem he had earlier this morning; there was just so many to choose from.

Which is why the mall had fitting rooms! Of course!

A sly, devious grin made its way onto Kael’s face as he looked at Ashlyn. “I think you mean to ask ‘where aren’t you dragging me today, oh fashion guru.' I’m going to treat you to an outfit today. Anything you want, as long as you get out of…that,”[/b] he said and physically shuddered to prove his point. He flashed an innocent smile and then grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her close, and then looping his arm through hers. Oh no, she wasn’t going anywhere without him today. She would have to get his approval. He’d already made up his mind. “Oh, and by the by darling, at least I was fucking. I hardly doubt you and what’s-his-face got to second yet.”

The look on her face was priceless and Kael only smiled more greatly, more innocently, as he walked with her, arm in arm, through the front doors of the mall with a slight victorious bob of his head. One of those annoying booth personnel tried to flag them down for a free something or other, but before he neared them, Kael gave him an amused glance and then his mouth was set in a tight line; as tight as if someone had actually glued his lips together. “So for our first stop, I was thinking…well, wait, I need to hear this. Where do you usually shop?”[/b] He quirked an eyebrow in anticipation, hoping to the mighty one above she wouldn’t say something like JCPenny’s.

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Word Count: seven three six
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes:Kael likes to hear himself talk xD
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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[ashlyn louise lightwood]

I’M TOO FABULOUS SO FIERCE THAT IT’S NUTS I LIVE TO BE MODEL THIN
dress me i’m your mannequin

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FASHION PUT IT ALL ON ME I AM ANYONE YOU WANT ME TO BE.[/font][/size][/size][/size]

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Ashlyn flushed an angry, violent red, snapping her head to the side to glare up at Kael when he had the nerve to pointedly tell her that she looked horrible. He may be a boy, but he was a bi boy. He of all people should understand that you never, ever tell a girl that she looks horrible; it hurts her feelings and made her mad all at the same time. She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and clenching her jaw. “I’m terribly sorry that my outfit does not meet your approval. In my defense, I wasn’t expecting to go anywhere today until after I snuck back home and changed. And I’m not driving you mad. There’s been something screwed up in your head for years.”

[/b] She stopped when he did, shifting uncomfortably under his scrutinizing glare. Why was everyone undressing her with their minds this week? First the new foreign boy, Zell, now her own cousin. Usually, she wouldn’t mind, but she’d been harassed enough today about the way she looked. The only redeeming fact about being mentally undressed by her own cousin was the fact that he wasn’t actually her biological cousin, and it technically wasn’t almost incest.

The redhead sighed, her shoulders slumping. Really? He was making her change to go shopping? Wasn’t the point to wear something comfy so that you could easily change into billions of different outfits without having to worry about zippers and buttons and clasps and laces? Her exasperation was replaced by fury when he accused her of never having gotten to second with Julian. She flushed, this time partially out of embarrassment and not just anger, elbowing him in the side. Typically she would’ve tried to storm away from him, but she knew that Kael wouldn’t let her stray from his side after her fashion faux pas. “His name is Julian,”[/b] she said sharply, resisting the urge to put her self-defense knowledge into action and pull his arm behind his back and dislocate his shoulder. “And that’s none of your business.”[/b] Truthfully, she and Julian hadn’t had sex yet, but that was more her choice not to rather than the lack of opportunities and wanting. Certain people already thought she was a slut, what with her long list of ex-boyfriends stretching almost as long as her arm. She didn’t need to reinforce their suspicions by sleeping with every last one of the boys. The most shocking thing, that Kael probably wouldn’t even believe, was that she hadn’t slept with any of them, though she’d gotten close with a few. It just didn’t fit with her happily-ever-after scenario if the Prince Charming in Training couldn’t wait to have sex long enough for her to decide that she was ready. So little Ashlyn Lightwood, with her dozens of exes, was still a virgin. God, if Kael found out, she wouldn’t hear the end of it.

Speaking of Kael, he had the nerve to change the topic from her sex life- or lack thereof- to where she shopped. She gawked at him, wondering just how many of his marbles he’d lost. “Are Aunt Maggie and Uncle Alec really wolves in human’s clothing? Because honestly, you’re acting like you were raised by wolves!”[/b] She shook her head at Kael’s lack of manners, wondering how it was that he could be so rude and obnoxious when Uncle Alec was there to balance out Magnus’s influence on the boy. Apparently Alec didn’t balance the flamboyant warlock out enough. Rather than gracing Kael with a response, the nephilim forcibly pulled him off course and into her favorite store. She may be smaller and skinnier than him- though how the latter was true, she wasn’t sure; Kael was a fucking twig, too skinny for his excess height- but she was much, much stronger.

Her eyes scoured the racks of wetseal, scoping out something that would appease her cousin’s picky taste and be something she’d actually wear again when he wasn’t around. He may be pissing her off, but the promise of free clothing wasn’t something she could ignore. Spotting the perfect thing halfway across the store, the redhead wiggled free of Kael’s embrace and weaved through racks of shorts short enough to show off the lower curve of ass for any girl who attempted to wear them and sheer tank tops that she might have to look at again in a second. Nimble fingers brushed along the hangers, findng her size and pulling the black and white dress off of the rack to hold up for Kael’s inspection. “Will this get you off my case, oh magical fashion guru?”[/b]
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tagged : kael, sweetie.
words : seven seven three.
lyrics : “fashion” by lady gaga.
graphics : by summer sunshine @ caution 2.0, cuz i’m lazy.
outfit : the point of getting dressed up to go shopping is…?.

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[kael matthew bane]

Kael flinched the smallest amount when Ashlyn’s head whipped around to glare at him. Being on the receiving end of one of Ashlyn’s glares was never a good thing, particularly if you were Kael Bane and you tended to make everything worse no matter how hard you tried. He wasn’t expecting that reaction from her, quite honestly. She’d admitted she wasn’t well dress, so Kael didn’t see the problem of pointing it out. Sure, they weren’t blood related, but there was nothing at all romantic about their relationship. He doubted she would get this mad if her brother, or even if the Midwinter boys pointed out her sweaty sweats. Okay, she wasn’t sweaty, but she might has well been by the amount of damage her hair seemed to have taken. The humidity this summer was very unreasonable, so Kael supposed he couldn’t blame her for that. He was just lucky he had charms to keep his hair calm—and glitter, glitter tended to weigh it down and add some flair at the same time. No wonder Magnus uses it so much…Kael sighed and looked at his cousin. “All right, all right. I’m sorry. I won’t talk about your…outfit…anymore,”

[/b] he said forcefully. It was hard for fashion savvy Kael to call what she was wearing an outfit, but he’d managed to do it. He expected a medal. When she mentioned that something had been screwy in his head for years, Kael found he didn’t have a comeback. He opened his mouth to say something, but then thought better of it. “I won’t argue that.”[/b]

He tried not to undress her in his mind because even though they weren’t biologically related, Kael still called Ashlyn his darling little cousin and cousins didn’t frequently undress each other, not even in their minds. All he did was switch out the shorts for a nice pair of skinny, sequined jeans and the ugly gray sweatshirt for a red hot tube top. Ashlyn looked good in red; maybe it was because of her hair. By the time he’d given her a complete outfit inside his mind, she was talking about what’s-his-face a.k.a. Julian. Kael knew his name, he just didn’t like the fellow, so he refused to use it. “It does have a little something to do with me because if he does anything to you, after Uncle Jace, I get a shot at him. Of course, assuming there’s something left of him after Uncle Jace is through with him…which I’m beginning to doubt now that I think about it.” Kael dropped his ranting at that. She got the not-so pretty picture.

It wasn’t like Kael had the right to talk anyway. He’d only ever had sex once before in his short warlock life—though he’d come very, very close on other occasions—and it was a memory he didn’t like to remember all that much. Without going into too much detail, it was a wonderful experience while it was happening, but then the morning came and Kael realized exactly what he’d done. That was never pleasant, or, it should have been if his lover had the decency to wait for him to wake up before leaving. That was like love 101: always wait for your sex buddy to wake up before ditching them. At least to give them some credit. But no, he’d left and never came back. He must have felt as ashamed and regretful as Kael did that morning.

Kael blinked, this time not even meaning to appear innocent. "I just wanted to know where you shop..."[/b] he said blankly. He didn't feel particularly vicious today...

Back to earth and Kael realized he was being dragged somewhere. Uh-uh, Kael Matthew Bane didn’t get dragged, he was the one who did the dragging, but in order to make up for Ash’s hurt feelings, he let it go and found himself walking into Wetseal. The store wasn’t at all what Kael was expecting from a mall store. He’d only been to the mall on a few occasions; most shopping was done in his head or via the internet; and he hardly remembered the stores being so…cramped and small. No wonder he didn’t go often. Ashlyn suddenly released his grip and practically galloped over to a certain rack. Kael, from his safe distance by the exit, examined what was on that rack and grimaced slightly while Ashlyn’s sights were on the clothes. Looking for her size, no doubt. When she turned to face him, he erased any disgust from his face and looked at the black and white dress she’d picked out. It was cute, he supposed, but…it was missing something. Maybe a nice necklace would dress it up. “Well, it isn’t Prada, but I suppose it’s nice. Now we just have to find a nice chandelier necklace to dress it up. Ooh, and maybe some sequined leggings, or lacey tights, and some heels of course. I’m certainly not letting you wear that with flip flops, or—”


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Word Count: eight sixteen
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes:I left it on an interruption because
Kael would just keep talking, so
Ashlyn should really shut him up ;]
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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[ashlyn louise lightwood]

I’M TOO FABULOUS SO FIERCE THAT IT’S NUTS I LIVE TO BE MODEL THIN
dress me i’m your mannequin

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FASHION PUT IT ALL ON ME I AM ANYONE YOU WANT ME TO BE.[/font][/size][/size][/size]

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“Kael,”

[/b] Ashlyn sighed, shooting him her best “shut up, I don’t really care because you lost me when you started talking like a fashion designer” look. “Since I’m apparently here to be your personal life-sized Barbie, go.”[/b] She waved her hands in a shooing motion. She knew he would understand that she was giving him permission to go nuts- not that he needed permission for that- and pick out whatever he wanted for her to wear, since anything she picked out wouldn’t appease him unless she somehow managed to convince him that he’d found it. Letting him search was just so much easier. She just really hoped that he didn’t douse her in glitter; it would never come off, and if she went hunting later the demons would spot her sparkly self instantly.

The redhead yawned, settling herself back against one of those mirrored pillars as she waited for Kael to scrounge up an outfit that he deemed a) as an outfit, b) as an acceptable outfit to go shopping in. She had the common sense to worry for all of four seconds as she eyed his pink tee, designed to look like a little tuxedo, imagining some of the possibilities that he could possibly dress her in. “Two things,”[/b] she decided to add before he got so absorbed in his hunting that he wouldn’t hear you. “No channeling your inner Gaga on me, or I will walk away and leave you to shop by yourself. And you got the lineup wrong. If Juji ever does anything to me, you’re somewhere near the bottom of the list of people who get ‘a shot at him.’”[/b] Silly warlock, he should’ve known by now that if her boyfriend ever made her unhappy, she’d be the one entitled to the first punch his pretty little face would receive, followed by Dad, and then her older brother. After them, the rest of the family basically got to play rock paper scissors to decide who got to beat the poor bastard up next. Not that any of her previous boyfriends had ever needed to be beaten up, since she was always the one to break their hearts. Kael always seemed to forget, though, that her petite little body had been trained and sculpted and honed to be a fighting, killing machine under all the layers of frilly clothing, makeup and skin products.

Ashlyn looked down at what she was wearing and frowned slightly. Okay, maybe not frilly clothing at the moment, but Kael was certainly in the process of fixing that. By the time he was done dressing her up, she’d look like Barbie’s redheaded little friend who’d been modeling since she six, breaking hearts since she was nine and fucking boys since she was thirteen.
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tagged : kael.
words : four six one.
lyrics : “fashion” by lady gaga.
graphics : by summer sunshine @ caution 2.0, cuz i’m lazy.
outfit : the point of getting dressed up to go shopping is…?.
notes : i give you permission to go bananas on polyvore. also, this post is semi-short, and i apologize.

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[kael matthew bane]

Kael grinned when she officially gave him permission to go off and shop for her. “And now you finally see things my way, Ash,”

[/b] he said and looked around Wetseal. He snatched the black and white dress from Ashlyn and set it on the rack nearest them. Kael was never the type to actually clean up after himself and he certainly wasn’t going to put in the effort for a dress he didn’t like. After he discarded the dress, he walked around the store slowly, his hand poised under his chin again professionally and wondrously. He shook his head, signaling that there was absolutely nothing in this store that he liked—until he found a pair of black sequined leggings. Those simple leggings turned on the light bulb in Kael’s mind and suddenly he knew exactly what he was looking for. He pulled the leggings from the rack and examined them: no holes, no tears, and no signs of wear. He examined the tag, saw a little magnetic security device, smirked, and plucked it off like it was an annoying bug. Smiling brightly, he grabbed Ashlyn by the arm again, looping his through hers, and walked her out of Wetseal. “I’m not going to find what I’m looking for here. Next stop: Hottopic!” [/b] he cheered and even pumped his fist in the air all excitingly.

In Hottopic, which was, to Kael, depressingly smaller than Wetseal, Kael left Ashlyn’s side to shop while she leaned against one of the store’s mirrors. He heard her saying something, but couldn’t hear her over the loud music that was booming in the store. He walked back over to her, quite annoyed that she interrupted his routine, and asked her to repeat herself. He shook his head at the Gaga remark. “You can’t pull off Gaga with that pretty head of hair, unless you let me near you with a pick and hairspray, which I’m not counting on,”[/b] he said, sounding disappointed. Ashlyn could rip his arm out of its socket if that be her will and Kael didn’t want to lose his arm anytime soon. He needed that for important things like showering, fixing his own hair, and texting. He was even more amused when she said he was near the bottom of the let’s-beat-up-her-boyfriend list. Oh, how silly she was acting. “Okay, first off, Juji? Really? And second, I’m a warlock dear. I’ll find a way to get to him first, rest assured. Even if it means cursing him with bad breath for the rest of his life or having permanent rashes all over his body.”[/b] Kael loved the idea of spontaneous revenge and he started to formulate all the possible, random things he could do to the poor chump. He was quite happy with what he thought of.

Skip to about an hour later and Kael had managed to drag Ashlyn throughout every single store in record time. Kael was that kind of shopper. He knew what he wanted and he “purchased” it right on the spot; there was no dilly dallying. Oh, and by purchasing, he means taking the magnetic tags off and leaving. It wasn’t like the store was going to notice; stupid mundanes. The last store Kael had her in was Forever 21 because he spotted a pair of wedges in the window that went perfectly with his outfit for her. While in there, he also picked up a pair of earrings. After nearly shoving her into the fitting room, Kael threw the bag over with all the stuff he’d bought for her. It wasn’t as much as he’d like, but the mall didn’t sell Prada or even Gucci! It was a disgrace.

“Ash! Are you done in there? Come out and let me see!” [/b] he said impatiently, standing directly in front of her fitting room so that she had absolutely no choice but to obey. “If you don’t come out here in two minutes, I’m coming in whether you’re dressed or not!”[/b]


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Word Count: six seven one
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes: Ash's gorgeous outfit ;]
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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[ashlyn louise lightwood]

I’M TOO FABULOUS SO FIERCE THAT IT’S NUTS I LIVE TO BE MODEL THIN
dress me i’m your mannequin

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FASHION PUT IT ALL ON ME I AM ANYONE YOU WANT ME TO BE.[/font][/size][/size][/size]

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Ashlyn rolled her eyes, watching with amusement as her cousin for all intents and purposes scampered around the entire store, looking at absolutely everything with that contemplative look on his face. He’d thrown the dress she picked out carelessly onto another rack, and Ash snatched it back, smoothing out the fabric as she weaved her way toward the register to buy it. Just because Kael didn’t like it didn’t mean that she didn’t. As the cashier handed her the bag and her change, Kael came from out of nowhere and dragged her out of the store, barely giving her a second to register that he was holding something that sparkled under the mall’s fluorescent lights. She groaned, deciding to ignore the fact that he’d stolen whatever it was that he’d gotten for her. With his magic, he probably stole things every single day; who was she to start reprimanding him on something that he’d been doing for longer than she’d been alive?

“Yes, really. I call my boyfriend Juji, among other things.”

[/b] She gave Kael an innocent look. “Why? What do you call your boyfriend? Oh, wait, that’s right.”[/b] She widened her eyes- today pools of melted gold- like she’d just remembered something. “You don’t have one.”[/b] Ashlyn had to admit to herself that that was a very, very mean thing to say. But she couldn’t bring herself to feel bad enough about saying it to apologize. He was picking on her clothes, and her hair, and now her boyfriend. He might not have intended to, but he was being mean to her, and Mom had always taught her to treat others the way you want to be treated. Apparently that meant, after twisting some logic around in her mind, that Kael wanted to her to be mean to him. Done and done.

The silence that accompanied them on their sprint through the mall informed her that she’d hurt his feelings, but just when she was about to cave in and apologize for being a bitch, he warlock ushered her into a dressing room, throwing the bag in after her. She squeaking, ducking to avoid getting hit in the head by the dangerous weapon known as her new outfit. She sighed, frowning and flipping Kael off through the door, which felt mildly satisfying. In defeat, she stripped out of her clothes, shoving them inside of her GIR backpack before hanging it on one of the provided hooks. She turned towards the bag, pulling out clothing and grimacing at the sheer amount of sequined articles it contained. “If you don’t come out here in two minutes, I’m coming in whether you’re dressed or not!” The redhead rolled her eyes, pulling the leggings on and zipping them up. Really? Leggings with a zipper? Kael realized that she was going to be changing out of these in just about every single store that they went into when he made her play Barbie, right? She pulled the rest of the clothes on, zipping zippers and buttoning buttons and lacing up laces where required. “What is it with you and wanting to see me without clothes on today? First you text me when I’m half naked with my boyfriend, demanding that I come shopping with you NOW, and now you want to barge into my dressing room? Is there something you’re not telling me, Kael?”[/b] she called through the door, an airy, teasing tone in her voice. She tied belt on the leather jacket before putting the earrings on, shaking her head at her reflection in the mirror before shoving her bag into the plastic bag that Kael had acquired from Hot Topic.

She pushed open the door, almost running into Kael as she stepped out of the dressing room. She gave him an exasperated look. “I feel like the secret love child of Taylor Swift and Rhianna, which isn’t even genetically or scientifically possible.”[/b] She wrinkled her nose, plucking at the red, white, and black sequined dress that he’d given her to wear; it was much too sparkly for her taste. Hell, the entire outfit was much too sparkly for her taste. “No, I take that back. I feel like the secret love child of Taylor Swift and Adam Lambert. He wears more glitter than Rhianna, and that match up is at least anatomically capable of producing a baby.”[/b]
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tagged : kael, sweetie.
words : seven two five.
lyrics : “fashion” by lady gaga.
graphics : by summer sunshine @ caution 2.0, cuz i’m lazy.
outfit : improvements, a la kael.

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[kael matthew bane]

Kael rolled his eyes at the mention of her actually calling her boyfriend Juji. Poor guy. There was nothing manlier than Juji, especially for a Shadowhunter. Cue Kael’s rolling eyes and desperate sigh here. It wasn’t even like the boy deserved it. For all he was worth, he was quite a handsome boy, but then again, Kael had only directly met him once before and he was sure he’d changed since then.

He froze at the remark about not having a boyfriend. It was a slight pause, a slight stopping of his walk, but then he was off again, pacing himself instead of rushing off all giddily like he did before. Having a boyfriend was his choice, so was not having a boyfriend. Kael could get a boyfriend whenever he wanted, he just chose not to. He was above that, he took better care of himself. He was waiting for the right boy, for the right warlock. For Dae. Every time he looked at the boy, he got those goose bumps on his arms from the shivers, from the sudden attraction. He love the way he smiled, the way he was so eager to get out and enjoy life, but was really a timid person. Hell, last time Kael had to rip the boy’s gloves off before they dance. He was ridiculous, drove Kael absolutely insane. But a good insane, an insane that meant he was honestly, truly in love with him. He was still in the process of testing the waters, seeing how his childhood bestie felt about him, but he knew it was only a matter of time. There were signs, slight blushes and quick glances. They’d be together. And Kael would wait an eternity for it. “Not yet,”

[/b] he admitted with the slightest smile on his face, “but in due time.”[/b]

He shoved her into the fitting room, back to his usual cheery, bastard of a self. Waiting for Ashlyn to change seemed like forever—no pun intended for being in Forever 21 or anything—and Kael was about to keep his end of the bargain and charge in when he heard her call over to him. Well, that was a rather awkward thing to say in the middle of a store. A small group of people looked over and Kael shrugged, making the universal “she’s crazy” gesture with his fingers to his head. It was so much fun to tease Ashlyn, even when she couldn’t see it. He sighed. “Yes, Ashlyn. All my life I’ve been secretly wanting to see you naked in hopes of one day taking your virginity,”[/b] he called through the door sarcastically.

When she pushed the door open, Kael was waiting on the other end with expecting eyes. He didn’t even catch what she was first saying because he was looking at his newest achievement. She looked, in his opinion, great. Ready to go out, have fun, and was definitely mall ready. She looked stunning like a model and Kael was proud of himself for turning the previous sweat-wearing Ashlyn into a bright girl like this. As she plucked, Kael walked up to her and smacked her hand away from the dress. “Don’t pluck, you’ll make a hole,”[/b] he said and then stepped back again to admire his creation. When she remarked about being the love child of Taylor Swift and Adam Lambert, Kael smirked. “Dear, if you want more glitter, all you have to do is ask me.”[/b] He pulled out a bottle of red and silver glitter, clearly labeled “MAGNUS’” and showcased it for her, reminding her that he was glitter ready.


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Word Count: six ten
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes:Daw,now you're making me miss Rinn </3
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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[ashlyn louise lightwood]

I’M TOO FABULOUS SO FIERCE THAT IT’S NUTS I LIVE TO BE MODEL THIN
dress me i’m your mannequin

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Ashlyn shied away from the glitter, already feeling shiny enough without the additional sparkles. She should’ve been more concerned about the fact that Kael kept a jar of glitter on hand for occasions such as this, but it was Kael. He’d just always been that way- loud, obnoxious, single-minded and flamboyant. It would’ve felt wrong if he didn’t magically- no pun intended- have a jar of glitter on his person. “I’m good, thanks,”

[/b] she amended quickly, eying the jar wearily. She almost grinned when she caught the neat label wrapped around the jar proclaiming it as Magnus’s, but he’d just stolen an entire outfit for her. It didn’t surprise her that he five finger discounted a jar of glitter from his adoptive father’s boudoir, or wherever it was that Magnus stashed his glitter when he wasn’t dousing himself in more of it.

“I have a few things to ask you,”[/b] she started, grabbing his wrist and towing him out of Forever 21 when she saw the sales clerk on shop patrol looking at her and Kael like she could smell their thievery. When she passed the woman, Ash grinned sweetly, waggling her fingers around the handles of her shopping bags as they reentered the generic mall part of the mall. “First, who is my darling little Kaelie crushing on? Hmm?”[/b] She prodded him in the side, tilting her head curiously. She repressed the urge to add “and do you liiiiiike him?” like an annoying seventh grader, only because she knew that Kael wouldn’t appreciate her teasing. She was already pushing it by calling him little, but she couldn’t help it. She tended to forget that he was actually eight years older than her, considering that half the time they were together, he acted like he was five years old. Okay, not five. A five year old hopefully wouldn’t make fun of her virginity. So he was more like a twelve year old.

“Second,”[/b] she continued, steering them around a group of preteens who were looking at Kael, half like they were scared of him and half like they wanted to jump his bones. She resisted the urge to snort at them. Hadn’t they ever seen an attractive male before? “What are you going to do when I lose my virginity?”[/b] She hated that phrase, losing her virginity. Honestly, she couldn’t really lose something like that. It’s not like after losing it, she could suddenly find it hiding under the bed, like a book or a phone charger, and suddenly she’d be a virgin again. Whether it was lost or taken or given or whatever, Ash wasn’t going to deny the warlock’s teasing at this point, because surely he wouldn’t be teasing her about being a virgin unless he was fairly positive that she still was one. “You’ll have to move on to Tori, or Lillian!”[/b] Tori was just too damn shy for her own good, and Ash doubted that her little sister would have sex before she did. Lillian, well, Lillian simply wasn’t interested.

“And third, where do you want to go now? Because knowing you, we’ve only just begun.”[/b] They’d already been in every single store in the mall at least once, but Kael had been on a mission to finish his ‘perfect shopping outfit forAshlyn’; they hadn’t really done much shopping, in the ‘ooh, this is so fucking adorable, go. Shoo. Go try this on.’ sense. Which could take hours. Ash wondered briefly what she’d gotten herself into when she’d agreed- oh, wait, that’s right. She didn’t agree to come. Kael had blackmailed her. She frowned at him, realizing that this wasn’t really a shopping trip for the two of them. It was a trip to the mall for Kael to dress her up like his own personal life-sized Barbie doll, replace half of her wardrobe with new clothes that she didn’t even necessarily like, and then criticize her for everything.

But she wasn’t surprised by this realization. He was Kael fucking Bane, after all.
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tagged : kael, baby.
words : six six eight.
lyrics : “fashion” by lady gaga.
graphics : by summer sunshine @ caution 2.0, cuz i’m lazy.
outfit : improvements, a la kael.

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[kael matthew bane]

Kael pouted at her rejection of the glitter—and yes, he did indeed feel rejected. Wasn’t the whole point of brining Ashlyn to the mall to do to her whatever Kael wished? Obviously, she was missing the point, but nevertheless, Kael put the bottle of glitter back into his pocket, which then magically disappeared onto Magnus’ vanity where he’d gotten it from in the first place. Magnus, being the observant bother he was, probably noticed his glitter suddenly reappear and was probably going to let Kael have it when he got home. Not, that he was seriously going to be mad, but most people knew better than to fuck with Magnus Rory Bane’s glitter. See, Kael had an excuse: he was using it to let his cousin look fabulous, however many sparkles she actually let him place on her. Therefore, he had a valid reason to take it and then he’d swiftly cover his ass with “but Magnus, she was wearing sequin leggings. I couldn’t let only half of her sparkle!”

Speak of the devil, Kael felt his phone vibrate and he was fairly certain it wasn’t because of the redhead in front of him. He pulled out his cell phone and on the screen were the words “1 New Message” followed by “Daddy #1”. Kael outwardly groaned and selected the option to read the message.


To: Kelly (11:46AM)
From: Daddy #1
nice try.


“Busted,”

[/b] Kael said after a sigh. At that moment in time, Ashlyn was just saying how she had a few things to ask him and then dragged him out of the store. He was about to question her brashness when he saw a sales clerk. Oh Ashlyn, thought Kael, that’s what glamours are for. After she clarified she had something to ask of him, Kael eyed her. “Please don’t be suddenly interested in my magic…,” he thought. It was hard to explain to someone how to use magic, even when that person was another warlock. It always amazed Kael how Magnus could teach he and Dae so fluently, so expertly. He couldn’t imagine being as good as he was—and he still needed some improvement, but he would never admit that—without Magnus’ teaching. Anyone else, and Kael might not have given a damn. But no, Ashlyn wasn’t thankfully interested in how he performed magic. Instead, she asked who her “darling little Kaelie” was crushing on. Kael looked at her, nearly believing she could read minds, but that couldn’t be possible because a) obviously, she wasn’t a warlock and b) it wasn’t that hard to guess what Kael was thinking because Daegan had been on his mind a lot lately. “Why are you so curious all of a sudden?”[/b] he asked with a smirk. “You haven’t very much cared about my other boyfriends, which is fine considering I don’t really inquire about your long list.”[/b] Yes, even Kael knew there was a long list—thanks to a timid Victoria—and he was quite certain he wanted to hear every little detail about it, but never cared to ask.

“Second,” she continued and Kael couldn’t help but notice the preteens in front of them looking at him both wondrously and admirably. Well, like hell he was going to let this moment pass up. As Ashlyn steered around them, Kael caught better glimpses of their pretty little faces. They were still too young for his liking, but he did admit to himself that they were charming in their own, adolescent way. When he was certain all eyes were on him, he grinned and dropped a glittery wink in their direction and with amusement, he saw one of them actually flush. His attention returned to Ashlyn, upon hearing her question. He quirked an eyebrow. “If I move on to Tori, I’ll be waiting for an eternity and as for dear Lillian, I’m not sure I’d be welcomed to invade on her sex life. Not that I’m welcomed in yours, but let’s face it hun, you leave yourself wide open for me. No, I suppose I’ll just have to move on in general,”[/b] he said dramatically, in his “just stay a virgin” way. Uncle Jace would be thankful for that.

To her third question, Kael shrugged. “Well I am a bit hungry. We’ll stop by at the food court before we continue our—”[/b] he was cut off by another loud buzzing. Rolling his eyes, Kael dug out his phone again, read the message from Magnus—who else would it be?—and then suddenly grinned. He set the phone back into his back pocket and looked at Ashlyn with a mix of amusement and pity, whatever that looked like, but he felt it. “Dad says you look nice,”[/b] he said. See, Kael wasn't the only one who spied on his cousin(s) and Magnus had a better way of doing it, too.

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Word Count: eight sixteen
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes:Poor Ash ;]
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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[ashlyn louise lightwood]

I’M TOO FABULOUS SO FIERCE THAT IT’S NUTS I LIVE TO BE MODEL THIN
dress me i’m your mannequin

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“I’m curious all of a sudden,”

[/b] Ashlyn started, subconsciously falling back into the habit that Mr. Midwinter had gotten her into of rearranging the original question and spitting it back out in her answer. It made it nice and easy to clarify exactly which of his many questions she was addressing. Gosh darnit. That meant that Mr. Midwinter had a point. After realizing what she was doing, the redhead made a mental note to never admit that little factoid to her uncle. “because you said that you didn’t have a boyfriend yet. You wouldn’t have added the yet unless there was someone you had your eye on who you’re fairly certain that you have a chance of obtaining in the near future. Plus, y’know, you’re usually so hush-hush about the specifics of your love life. It’s the first opportunity I’ve had to bring it up.”[/b] It’s true he’d never inquired about her love life, but that had never stopped him from using what little bits and pieces he did know to tease her. Like this whole taking it slow with Julian debacle.

Kael kept talking, after giving all of his admiring little preteen fangirls a heart attack because “did you just see that, Allie!? He winked at me!” “Nuh-uh! He totally winked at me, Jess!” Ash let herself smile fondly at the argument that ensued amongst the youngsters. Thank goodness she, Tori and Lils had never had a crush on the same person; fighting over a boy was one thing, but factor in the fact that all of the girls involved were extremely skilled with weapons, and things could get ugly. Not that Lils was looking, or that Tori seemed far too shy to actually approach any guy she might have a crush on. Ashlyn made another mental note to ask Tori about that. They were sisters; certainly they could talk about things like boys just as easily as they talked about parties and how completely uncool it was for Mr. Midwinter to give them a huge essay to write when he knew perfectly well that the Banes were throwing a party. Oh, right. The Banes. Kael. Who was saying something about her leaving herself wide open to him.

She scoffed. “Gee, Kael, thanks. It’s nice to know that you meddle where you know you’re unwelcomed. And that you can manage to insult my mental defenses and give me the ‘don’t have sex, ever’ talk all in the same breath.”[/b] She shook her head, feeling stray curls tickle the back of her neck. She loved her cousin- though he was really only her cousin for all intents and purposes, not because of blood or anything, since she and the Midwinters didn’t share a speck of blood. It was a very, very complicated family tree, she realized- don’t get her wrong. But it was times like these, when he’d dragged her away from her boyfriend at way too early to be awake’o’clock, then insulted her outfit and played Barbie with her until she was in something he approved of, then decided it was cool to pick on her virginity, that she really started to wonder why she put up with him. She looked up at him. “Remind me why I love you, again?”[/b] She knew that if she phrased it differently, remind me why I deal with you or remind me why I put up with you, his automatic response would be because you love me. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with that, so she just skipped the all annoying step in the conversation.

Ashlyn felt his shrug more than saw it, considering that they were walking side by side, arm in arm, through this damned, hellacious mall that had way too many stores, which meant way too many opportunities for him to hurl clothes at her and demand that she be his personal life-size Barbie. But the idea of getting food first made the idea of spending the majority of the day going in and out of changing rooms and twirling so he could admire his handy work tolerable. Especially since she hadn’t had the luxury of grabbing food before he’d started threatening to tell her dad about what she’d been up to when he so rudely interrupted her. And then he had the nerve to smell like strawberries and grapefruit, which was just making her stomach rumble unhappily and making her crave fruit.

Apparently, he wasn’t the only one in his family who liked spying on her. The nephilim looked at him incredulously when he announced that Magnus thought she looked nice. “Do you just have one of those Weasley clocks in your loft, with everyone’s names on a different hand that points at what exactly they’re doing at that moment!? ‘Oh, look, Ashlyn is making out with her boyfriend, let’s blackmail her!’ ‘Oh, Ashlyn must look nice right now, because she and Kael are out shopping!’ Seriously, is it that? Or do you Banes just like stalking me?”[/b]
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tagged : kael, sweetie pie.
words : eight three two.
lyrics : “fashion” by lady gaga.
graphics : by summer sunshine @ caution 2.0, cuz i’m lazy.
outfit : improvements, a la kael.
notes : this thread happened before she met zell, just fyi. no teasing her about that. also: FINALLY POSTED! obviously.

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[kael matthew bane]

Kael looked at her as she spoke, regretting the fact that he’d chosen to be hopeful when he’d every right to be down right mad at her. So she’d caught the uttered “yet”? That wasn’t a part of his plans, but still, what harm could it do? Kael doubted very much that she even knew who Daegan was. Sure, he’d been with the Bane family for a few years now, but he didn’t believe he and Ashlyn were formally introduced. There was also the problem with Daegan’s tendency to blend into the crowd: if he wasn’t note worthy, Ashlyn probably paid no attention to him. He didn’t hate her for this, but it’d make explaining who he was crushing on a lot more awkward. And he felt forced to explain because Ashlyn was the type of girl to keep asking until he finally couldn’t stand it anymore and caved in. To save him the anxiety attack, he chose to cooperate for a change.

“Plus, y’know, you’re usually so hush-hush about the specifics of your love life. It’s the first opportunity I’ve had to bring it up.” Was he really so hush-hush? That didn’t sound like Kael Bane at all. Then again, recently, he’d nothing much to brag about. This thought was very depressing for Kael, so he chose to move on. “Well excuse me for not putting it out there,”

[/b] he replied sarcastically and when he saw Ash’s unappreciative look, sighed dramatically, slumping his shoulders and kicking the dirt—so to speak, since they were in a nicely tiled mall. “His name is Daegan. I don’t think you two have been formally introduced, but I’ve known him for quite some time now…”[/b] He let his voice trail off. She didn’t ask for the specifics, so don’t give them to her. Man, he lost his grip easily when he spoke of Dae…

He smiled warmly at his adoring little fans and waved, redirecting Ashlyn so that they may continue their walk because Kael knew that if he stayed to admire them for too long, he’d wind up inviting them over and throwing a party, which was not a good thing because one, the Clave wasn’t too keen on the idea of warlocks enchanting mundies just to party with them and two, Magnus and Alec had returned from Idris and were not going to allow him to throw a party, no matter how much he kicked and screamed. Which, he wouldn’t do; he had his dignity, after all. Though now Kael was very much in a party mood. Maybe after their shopping extravaganza, Kael could persuade Ashlyn to join him and head over to Exuberance where he had a membership a la Magnus. And by “persuade” he most likely meant blackmail again, considering she must be sick of being his personal entertainer by now.

As Ashlyn went on talking about how Kael was not welcome in her sex life and how easy it was for him to lecture her at the same time, a smirk reappeared on his flawless face. He even thought it rivaled with the Cheshire Cat’s. He offered a light chuckle to compliment it and said, “We all do what we do best, darling.”[/b] Meddling was one of Kael’s many talents. Gossip was his other, which technically speaking, was the same thing, but Kael separated the two into “I only spread the word aka gossip” and “I actually do something about it aka meddling.” He preferred the latter, he feeling terribly useless and bored if he let things slide. However, when it came to his cousins, he was more cautious. If there was one man Kael wished to avoid his entire life, it was Uncle Jace. He was frightening, and Kael always had the feeling that the man didn’t like him very much. Perhaps he wished the boy to take after Alec more than he did Magnus or perhaps he was simply reminded of how his brother threw away a normal life for the warlock. Whatever the reason, Kael didn’t want it. He was perfectly fine staying clear of the Institute. “Remind me why I love you again?” she asked and to this, he quirked an eyebrow. “Why wouldn’t you love me?”[/b] he challenged, wondering how much she wanted to be dragged against her will because depending on her answer, Kael might skip over the lunch break.

He became momentarily confused about the Weasley comment, but then realized it was a reference to that mundane book “Harry Potter.” He’d never read it because frankly, it was offensive to him and his abilities and well, Kael didn’t like reading. “No, we don’t use a clock, Ashlyn. We have a more efficient method. It’s called magic. Real magic, not like they stunt in those ridiculous movies.”[/b] He did watch movies, though. “And Dad was just curious. He wanted to know why I stole his glitter this time,”[/b] he smirked.


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Word Count: eight two five
Tags: My darling cousin Ashlyn =)
Notes:Daw. Ohhh wait until he hears about Zellyn <3
Lyrics: Materialistic Lie by Ancient
Outfit: 60% More Glitter <3

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