Malec will fight together. Not against each other, together. Combining their two talents, and it’s staggeringly, amazingly good, and emotional. To see them on the battlefield is so awesome. And a battlefield that has deep emotional content and resonance. That’s when it really means something
Todd Slavkin and Matt Hastings on Malec in Finale. Take heart! Our boys are going to find their way back to one another! x
Maybe when I am in New York City, I will visit a old book shop, bump right into you, Go to a coffee shop, talk about anything and everything, visit the museum of modern art, share true love first kiss, in front of Vincent Van Gogh starry night, go back to your hotel, my hands in your hair, your hands touching my face, looking into each other’s eyes, experience cosmo bliss Or I am one minute late, It was rainy, I forgot my umbrella, I had to run back and get it, I just missed you at the bookstore, I went to the museums alone, took a selfie in front of Van Gogh starry night by myself, went back to the hotel all alone, daydreamed about you, what it be like kissing you.
If it’s meant to be, we’ll find our way back to each other, If we don’t, It wasn’t meant to be, no matter what, if I see you tomorrow, or in 10 years, or never again I love you, darling, I know you will love you me too.
Our love is epic, I know not many people walk this earth feeling what we did for each other, we’re pretty special sweetie.
Summary: Alec Lightwood is a low profile, high success assassin. He’s the son of two lawyers, notorious for flying in the face of justice for the love of money, who he retaliates against by taking on cases that require working outside the law to ensure justice is served. Magnus Bane is underworld royalty as the divergent son of a highly respected crime lord. He dissolves drug cartels, prostitution rings, and any other monopoly that threatens to poison his beloved Brooklyn. The two of them together are the perfect storm. When a new threat arises that combines the case of Alec’s new prospective client and a drug cartel Magnus has been keeping tabs on for years, the pair is out for blood.
‘I didn’t fall in love, I was thrown into it’ - prompt from the lovely @sfjessii!
i’ve never really written the alec + maryse dynamic so i apologize if this came out totally shit 💜
“I should be home in a few hours. I’m sorry; it
seems like it’s becoming a common trend to miss dinner.”
“Don’t worry, Alexander; I understand. You’ve got an
entire Institute resting on those lovely, broad shoulders of yours.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can, okay?”
“I’ll be here.” Magnus’ tone was bright and
cheerful, and though it was undeniably an exaggeration purely for his benefit,
Alec appreciated it.
“I miss you,” he murmured, his tone warm and
dripping sincerity like honey from his lips.
“I’ve been counting down the minutes since you
called,” Magnus mused. “We’re down to one hundred and sixteen by my
Leaning against the stained glass window, tracing
the ridges in the glass with his thumb, Alec smiled to himself. “I think we can
manage that.” He paused, wanting just a
moment to indulge in relishing the warm feeling blooming in his chest. With a
soft sigh of disdain, he said with displeasure, “I’m sorry, but I’ve gotta get
back to work. I’ll see you tonight?”
“Until then, Mr. Lightwood,” Magnus teased, his tone
lowered an octave in faux solemnity.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Just as Alec pulled the phone away from his ear,
there was a soft knock on the door of his office. Maryse peeked her head in,
one hand on the door. “Is now a bad time?”