find our way back

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

Aries moon: I am the misunderstood child; I need warmth, like a fire saving me from the cold, a hand to hold, because I can be gentle too


Taurus moon: I am the lost sheep; give me stability like the solid ground underneath my feet, let good things come to me and I won’t feel any greed


Gemini moon: I am the wingless fairy; give me worlds I can discover, so my mind can learn and not only get distracted, give me a voice because I need to speak about my feelings


Cancer moon: I am the long lost mother; let me care for you, because my love is endless, be my boat so I can rest and don’t need to swim in the stormy sea from while to while


Leo moon: I am the supernova; light me up and help me let you shine when I take all the sunlight, show me that the stars and the moon are beautiful as well


Virgo moon: I am the anxious maiden; speak gently and tell me I do things right, allow me to rest and give me trust and be reliable or I will die with bleeding hands and feet


Libra moon: I am the soulles lover; give me a warm hand, someone I can feel whole with, make me stand up on my own so we can find our way back home


Scorpio moon: I am the devils right hand; teach me to embrace love like a fool, kiss me goodnight and you will be allowed to get under my skin


Sagittarius moon: I am the caged bird; let me out, help me to fly and I will come back twice a year - I will not forget you, there is a never ending fire in me


Capricorn moon: I am the lone wolf; be the cave in the whitest winters I can rest in, show me that gentleness and warmth are my best friends


Aquarius moon: I am the wondering wanderer: be the structure I missed in my early years, I want to understand you - be my own eyes and ears


Pisces moon: I am Loreley; let my words wander through your heart and soul, don’t make my sacrifices worthless, be the waves that take me to unarmed dreams

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.

The Burden of Atlas (9/9) - 38k, complete

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.

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My sincerest gratitude to everyone who has taken the time to read my very first multichapter fic! ♡

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Well, I’m not on my own, I’m here with you, High Warlock of Brooklyn.
                                             — I have tremendous respect for the new Head of the Institute.

‘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 calculations.”

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?”

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