#writingsbyks

[thescarletgang]

Limit of Love

For @ghostqueenlucie

Ship: Lucie Herondale and Jesse Blackthorn

Prompt: "This isn't up for discussion."

The night had a heavenly glow, which seemed to shine through the full moon. Perhaps that's the only heavenly thing of the night.

Lucie wrapped a scarf around her. It was a cold night but she didn’t know if she was shivering because of it or due to the task that lie ahead. She had her weapons ready. And now she was just waiting for the moment when everyone in the Institute would be asleep and she would be able to sneak out.

Lucie wished there were some other way but she had to go against her mandate today. She will kill today.

She used to wonder about love once. How far can someone go for it? She used to wonder so. Afterall, she was a writer. Today, it felt that she had received her answer. Or perhaps, she'll be the one to extend the limit. Tonight.

Her heart beat fast. She was scared to know whether the night would be a success. Or it would not. She was going against everything she had ever known tonight, every single law she had learnt about.

She got ready when she heard the silence around the Institute. She checked her weapons once, when she heard a noise near the window in her room. Knowing it couldn’t be someone else right now, she turned around.

Jesse Blackthorn.

She cursed.

Lucie had made sure that there would no way for him to know. She had made Grace swear as well. To not say anything about the necromancy to anyone, including Jesse. But what plan had ever gone as it's expectations?

"Lucie, don't do it." Jesse said in a tired voice. In the voice of a person who knows he was going to lose but would still try until the last minute.

It seemed he had tried to convince Grace as well. And failed.

Lucie took a deep breath. This was going to be a long conversation.

"Jesse, I have to. I never break my promises."

"Lucie, there is a limit to that as well. This isn't just illegal, this is destroying the balance of the world we live in. You can't do this!"

"Jesse- "

Lucie started but soon got interrupted

"No! Lucie, no! You can't do this! This is completely wrong! It wasn't right when my mother tried before and just because you have powers to help you, doesn't mean it's right now." Jesse cried out loud.

"Jesse, I'm doing this and you cannot stop me." Lucie made a feeble attempt to stop the conversation.

"My life isn't worth destroying everything, Lucie." Jesse replied.

His words left a moment of silence.

And Lucie then spoke.

“This isn’t up for discussion!How can you expect me to watch you fade away every time as soon as the sun starts to rise? How can you expect me to watch you yearn for life when you could've had it back if you had not saved James? How? I'm most grateful to you for saving him but I- I can't-"

She had said it all in a broken tone. She couldn't handle it well when he said he wasn't worth it.

To her, he was worth everything.

She was unable to form words. Her words seemed to not matter to her for the first time. She only wanted Jesse to understand. She just wanted him to understand why she had to do so.

“I helped you" Jesse started "because I couldn’t watch someone you loved to die in front of your own eyes —especially when I could have helped! I wouldn’t have been able to watch you grieve. It would've broken me to see you upset. I did what I had to. Doesn't mean that you need to give up everything in an attempt to help me."

Lucie recognised his intention even though he had not exactly said so. How could she have not, when her motive was the very same. Just the consequence would be comparatively major.

“Well, then you shouldn’t stop me from doing this either. I love you, Jesse. Every minute I am unable to see you, it breaks my heart."

She spoke quietly then, "I'm sorry" and then she willed Jesse to go away.

"Luc-" That was all that Jesse managed to say before Lucie's power forced him to leave.

He faded away into the night.

Faded away as he always did every morning.

Faded away in the way Lucie had always hated.

She felt a tear make its way through her face and she rubbed it away as the wind blew near the window and she turned away to move ahead with the plan.

It was time now.

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Handlebars

For @bhenchod  

Ship: Blue Sargent x Gansey

Song: Bicycle by Filous

Gansey sat remembering the first time he had died. He often tries to keep his mind off of it but today as all his friends were away busy, he couldn’t help but remember.

He had died. Nothing more was there then. At least, that’s what he had thought.

He had always known he wanted an adventure. He knew that to him an adventure was something that would give his life the thrill he thirsted for. The thrill he was desperate for. And the night when he heard the voice of Glendower speaking to him, he had thought, “This is it. This is what I have been waiting for.” 

He had stopped caring for a while that he had died. He had started to wish for the moment when he could finally be let out his city and he could answer the call that had been luring him in since that night. 

Along the way, he met his friends. Friends who actually knew him and understood him. And he had met Blue. Blue, with her fiery spirit. Blue, who hated him in the beginning. He smiled at the thought of how things had changed.

When he had realized it was her voice he had heard recorded, he had been wary of her actions. And then in a few days of knowing her, he had simply wanted to be wherever she was.

The late night drives, the pretend kisses, the stolen time, all of it told him that he had fallen in love. All of it told that there was someone waiting for him in the end, whenever that might be. Not just waiting, walking along with him.

The thing is, even if you find something you're passionate about, a doubt resides in the mind. Always, waiting to strike when you are at your weakest.

He had always told others that he never doubted his mission, but it striked him too. Many times when people had whispered of him being obsessed with a myth. When he had found out that Noah was a ghost. When he had found that Adam was going to sacrifice himself. And so many times more.

He kept his dream close to his heart. As if someone would steal it from him. He kept it close, as he would hold a handlebar of a bicycle. If he failed, he couldld never be someone.

With Blue, though it had always felt that it was alright if he failed. She had always been there for him. Every night they drove out in the night, nothing had felt more real to him.

He had tried to brush off thoughts of her so many times, but he couldn't succeed in it.

As he had stood with her, as he sat next to her, his heart was willing to let go of the handlebars. He had had to let go of them when he saw that there was no adventure left for him to be a part of.

And he let go of the handlebars as he kissed Blue for the first and last time. 

He let go of the handlebars as he felt his heart stop and felt Blue’s tears on his face. 

He let go of the handlebars as he died for the second time.

He let go of the handlebars.

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Bliss

For @purplebass

Song : Nightcall by Kavinsky

Ship : Lucie x Jesse

It was night. Lucie couldn't sleep. She was worried. She had made a promise to Jesse but she was still young and she didn't know how to move forward with it. There were books that stated on the procedure but there wasn't an easy access to them. The Merry Thieves might have a book about it but she did not want any suspicion to be drawn towards her. It would only lead to many questions and more lies to people she holds dear.

She remembered her talk with all her friends at Anna's apartment. How many names would each of them want? Then, Lucie had not answered. Now as she lay on her bed, she knew she wouldn't more than one name.

One name that she knew very well now.

One name that she knows is now engraved on her heart.

One name for which she'll lie and live in secrets for however long she needed to.

One name, Jesse Blackthorn.

She thought of Jesse then, whose life was lost without him ever getting a chance to live. She wished things to get easier. She wished that Jesse was here. With her. She wouldn't mind being anywhere, as long as he's with her.

She tried to rid her mind of thoughts to sleep and closed her eyes. She somehow couldn't think of anything and her new discovery wouldn't leave her alone.

Annoyed, she opened her eyes and went towards the window of her room. There was no way, she would be able to sleep now, so she decided to enjoy the calm before the storm.

"Lucie?"

Lucie turned her head sharply towards the familiar voice.

"Jesse? What are you doing here?"

Lucie looked inquisitively towards him.

“I felt you call me.”

“What? But I did not-” Lucie stopped suddenly and cursed herself. She really needed to learn to control her powers. Otherwise every time when she would think of Jesse, he would be forced to be there with her.

“I sincerely apologize! I am still trying to learn to control my powers. They are- they are uncanny.“ 

Lucie started to explain when she saw Jesse’s mouth curve into a slight smile and heard him reply “It’s absolutely alright Lucie. It’s better, spending my time with you.” 

It made her heart tighten. If there was any way for them to be together, Lucie would not pass up on the opportunity. She was now more determined to bring him back

There was a peaceful quiet surrounding them then. She took a moment to look at Jesse. His eyes that once seemed eerie to her, were now so familiar to her that she found comfort in them. 

“Lucie, what happened that compelled me to come here?” Jesse looked curious but there was something more in his expression than just plain curiousness. How she wished she had got the power to read minds instead. 

“Lucie?”

Suddenly it hit her that she might have to tell him what she herself had just found out about. It was scary. But something about the look in his eyes called her to speak the truth. 

“I was thinking about you.” She decided it to be a good start and of course, can also be a good ending. Jesse, though, was waiting for her to elaborate on it. 

She took a deep breath. She decided that you can only live once and this must be said, a fact that she was hellbent on disproving, but nevertheless continued.

“I feel as if I cannot live without you. And that it was a miracle that I’ve lived until now. There is something inside you, that’s hard to explain.” Finding words to write her book seemed really simple to her now. “The only thing that I’m grateful for about my powers is that, I get to see you. I get to meet you. And I get love you.” 

The shine in Jesse’s eyes was unmistakable. 

“Lucie, I feel the same. I do wish that you would not have to face the burden of your powers. But I am thankful to them that I am able to talk to you. Or I’m afraid it would’ve been hell seeing you and not getting a chance to ever speak to you.”

They stared into each other’s eyes, in bliss, knowing their time together was limited. Any second the light will come and separate them for a time that would never seem shorter than an eternity. 

Whatever Lucie did now, she won’t care. Not until she has brought her love back from the dead.  

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[thescarletgang]

Any Regrets?

After a long troubling time, it was finally a quiet night with two lovers laying side by side on the bed. They both were amazed that after everything, they were still together. 

Falling in love might have just been the simplest of things, what had followed after had been the difficult part. It was a love story worth being remembered for eons. 

Lucie was fighting her sleep just to lay with him for one more moment. There were so many moments where she had felt misery every time she had found it an impossibility to bring Jesse back without killing someone in necromancy manuals. Now, when he is alive—again, she was not going to waste a moment on a task such as sleeping when the two of them were together.

The moonlight was spilling into the room from the small gap in the curtains and falling on Jesse's face. He looked ethereal to Lucie. He always looked ethereal to her.

"Do you ever regret loving me?" Jesse suddenly looked at her and asked as if it was the most important question in the world and it's answer would be something he'll always keep in his heart. Whether it be good or bad.

"Why do you ask that, love?" Lucie asked him as she lay next to him, cuddling with him. She gazed into his eyes, a bit puzzled onto what brought this doubt on.

"I was just wondering. If you never loved me, you could've had such a simple and normal life. You could've gotten older without any worries. Without keeping any secrets from the people you're close to." Jesse stated. He said it with worry in his eyes.

"Honestly, Jesse! I feel quite offended that you think I would want anything but an adventurous life!" She said playfully. She wanted the worry in his eyes to disappear. She just wanted a smile to adorn his beautiful face.

Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy. Jesse still looked the same. "I feel like you are dodging the question."

She suddenly felt a rush of affection towards him.

She felt words always flowed from her but somehow she was unable to phrase anything at this moment. She wanted her words to be something special, which will never make him doubt her affection towards him. She struggled for a minute to put words together which only made Jesse more anxious.

"Jesse, you need not ever worry about it."

"But I caused you-" Lucie put a finger on his lips to quiet him.

"But nothing Jesse! If I had to make any choice again or ever in future, I know I will always choose you. I don't care if I have to lie a thousand times for you, I would do it. Because I can never imagine my life without you in it."

"If you're asking me if I regret loving you because I had to lie to everyone, then no. I never regret it nor will I ever regret it. I do regret lying to people but I will never regret loving you. How can I ever regret something so beautiful?"

"Lu-"

"No regrets." Lucie interrupted him before he asked the same thing to torment himself.

Jesse gifted Lucie with a glowing smile on his face.

Ha! Mission accomplished! Lucie thought.

"I love you, Lucie Herondale." Jesse stated as it was something as simple as the stars being beautiful.

Lucie sighed and curled up into his arms, starting to close her eyes. She fought her drowsiness enough to say one last thing before she slept.

"Don't you mean Blackthorn?"

[thescarletgang]

The Ghosts of her Love

So, this is a really angsty fic, but please read on.

Tessa Gray had already loved and lost so many times that it feels to her as if her heart is now a shattered mess. There had been a time when she had thought couldn't be more normal but that was of course, before she had found out about her heritage.

She was glad to have friends who like her were also immortal. Catarina, Ragnor and Magnus. Magnus, who was like her brother. Magnus, who like her had also loved a shadowhunter. And who, like her had lost the will to live when his love had died. They had supported each other when Alec and Jem had died. Both of them had lost a huge part of themselves since then.

Magnus still had his sons and had not let his misery affect them. And Tessa, mourned for Jem with Mina and Kit, that is until a few years when Kit had died too due to old age. And then, Mina and Rafael too had died within a decade.

Tessa had survived the death of her love, friends and children before but it didn't help her in any way now. She spent her nights calling out to Jem, Will, Mina, James, Lucie and Kit. She always knew that she wouldn't get any answer but it never helped her. She wore her bracelet that Will gave her and the pendant Jem had proposed to her with, everyday.

She cried every night before sleeping and when she woke up, felt the misery pressing over her. She didn't like to read any books with a love story. She didn't like to walk around a garden. She didn't like to sleep. She didn't like to live.

This night she felt different. She felt as if she could feel the ghosts of all her loved ones. She had often wished for the Herondale ability to see ghosts but had often dispatched the idea, marking it as sweet torture. But now feeling them here, she wished again for it.

She felt them.

Jem and Will.

She had tried to go to their grave ones, but she lost her nerve on the way there. And now when she felt them near her, she could have cried but she stopped herself.

She said, "Are you really, here?"

She knew she wouldn't have heard their voice even if they did speak but she couldn't resist just sitting on her bed when they were this close. She heard the sound of wind from the window moving the curtains. She hoped she wasn't wrong.

"I don't know how to live in this world without you two. I don't want to live here anymore. Without all of you, my life just feels empty now. I feel my heart and mind is now full of agony. I feel myself full of sadness. This world feels dark without the two of you." She took a deep breath. "I have seen the dark for so long, I'm afraid I'll make it my abode."

She talked about her fears and her crumbling strength under the weight of this misery. She talked about the things she had only ever been able to talk with them.

And then her tears started following. She couldn't stop her tears. She felt as if both of them were holding her up as she cried. She remembered all her time spent with them. All the times she had cried and laughed with them. She remembered the time when she tried to go to their grave once but didn't have enough strength. She remembered all the time she had spent with her children and her mortal friends. She remembered visiting again all the places where she had celebrated her anniversary with Will. She remembered all the time she had gone to the Blackfriars bridge even though she knew that no one would ever come there to see her.

That night she slept again while crying but it was one sleep from which when she woke up, she didn't feel the agony.

All she hoped that she wasn't just imagining them last night.

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I'll stay

No one had expected it to happen. It was supposed to be a simple patrol. The normal demon attacks that used to happen which should have been able to be handled by two shadowhunters.

But it was a sudden attack and the two shadowhunters were suddenly fighting eight Raum demons. At the end of the fight, Eugenia Lightwood had almost been attacked by a demon on her back while she was fighting another. Well, 'almost' because it was Thomas Lightwood that ultimately got injured when he got in the way the demon to kill him. He could've made it out without any harm if it was a thought out move but instead it had been done on instinct.

News hadn't gotten to Alastair. It would never have if not for Cordelia. She had reached the Institute to train with Lucie when the Lightwoods had rushed in to see Thomas.

It was a patrol. A shadowhunter was injured. It was normal for Alastair to hear but this it wasn't just a shadowhunter. It was Thomas. The person Alastair cared for. The person who had become close to his heart. The person who had spent time with him in Paris even though he never liked Alastair. And the person who threatened him to throw him into Thames of he ever saw Alastair again.

When Cordelia had told Alastair about it, she had said it with a knowing look in her eyes. Alastair had never told her what had happened at her engagement party but she had somewhat guessed that it was related to Thomas Lightwood.

Now during the dead of the night, Alastair couldn't sleep being out of his mind with worry. He knew that an ask during a patrol is normal and it shouldn't take much time for to heal properly. A night in the infirmary can heal him. But there's no way Alastair could make his heart understand that. Before he knew what was happening, he had left his house and started walking around. He was wondering what he should do. He was suffering from one of the battles of his mind and heart. His mind told him to go back to his house and his heart told him to go to the infirmary to see Thomas. He found the second option to be quite stupid but what did he have to lose?

So on he went towards the Institute, still thinking over his decision. When he found himself in front of the Institute, he took a deep breath and went inside.

The Institute was quiet as everyone must have been sleeping. He took quiet steps in case all of the Merry Thieves were there for Thomas. He didn't want another episode of what had happened at the engagement party but surprisingly when he opened the door to the infirmary, no on was there except for a figure turned towards the opposite side of the door, laying peacefully in the bed.

Alastair went in and closed the door. There wasn't much light in the room but it was enough to see around.

"Who's there?"

Alastair turned his head towards the voice. Well, he had come here to talk to him so he spoke as the voice in his head shouted "Bad idea! Bad idea! Bad idea!"

"It's me, Alastair."

Thomas slowly shifted on the bed to turn his head towards him.

"Alastair? What are you doing here?" Thomas spoke puzzled.

Alastair was quite shocked at how Thomas had replied. He had expected him to shout at Alastair but this left him speechless.

"I- um, I heard you got hurt during patrol. I wanted to see if you were alright." He struggled in forming a sentence.

"So, you heard of how I ignored the rational part of my brain and stupidly went in front of the demon? Yeah, my arm was scratched and I lost a lot of blood but I'll get back to normal by tomorrow." Thomas said.

"I thought it was brave." Alastair said simply.

Thomas turned his head sharply at that towards Alastair. "You-you did? Why? Any shadowhunter could have made out of there unscathed whereas I got hurt."

"But you weren't thinking of yourself, were you? I heard the whole story from Cordelia. You were trying to protect your sister. And you got hurt trying to save her. There's nothing stupid in that." Alastair had thought a lot about it while he was wandering around. He had then had the thought that it must have happened because Thomas was scared to lose another sister. He had loved his sisters and then one was gone. And the actions taken in love were in no way stupid.

"Ye-yes. That's what happened. I was supposed to go with Anna but Eugenia insisted that she wanted to come with me. It had been long since she fought a demon as she was in Idris. She said she wanted to get back to normal. So she came with me. She fought brilliantly but at the end a demon came at her back. Only two of them were left. Eugenia was already killing one of them and I had just killed one and when I saw the demon going towards Eugenia, all I could remember was Barbara and how she got attacked then. All thought left my mind and I knew I didn't care of anything happened to me, and now I am here in the infirmary but I still don't regret my decision." Thomas said the last statement with a light smile on his face.

"I understand. I would've done the same thing for Layla." Alastair thought for a moment about how he would feel if his sister ever got hurt and all he could find was empty darkness.

"Is your family at the Institute or did they go back?" Alastair asked after a while of silence.

"I asked them to leave and rest at home or else they wouldn't have rested all night and looked after me." Thomas said it as if he had somewhat regretted his decision.

"Though I have been unable to sleep and this night seems quite tedious." Thomas said. "Will you stay? You don't have to stay but I would really like someone to be here."

"Of course." Alastair spoke before he could think about it.

Thomas looked shocked that Alastair had agreed. "Really? You'll stay?"

Alastair replied while moving towards a nearby bed to sit "I'll stay."

Maybe it will be a long time until something can happen between Alastair and Thomas but it was a start.

[thescarletgang]

this is an odd question, but um... if you ever wrote a fanfic abt family and noah and his sister, id like that

Thank you for the idea! I was just thinking about what to write next. Hope you like it!

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Those Last Moments

Noah was glad to be back home. He loved it in Aglionby and he had fun searching for ley lines with his friend but there's no place like home. He remembered running around the gardens with Adele and Ella when they were little.

He had a sweet realationship with his sisters. He called them every other day and they didn't have secrets between them.

Well, they didn't use to. Until Noah promised to help Whelk in his search.

He really wished he could tell Ella and Adele about going around Henrietta in their cars, into forests and caves. He wished he could tell them about the thrill of finding a truth which others think of as fiction. But he couldn't.

So, instead he tells them about his friends from swim team. The progress of starting yearly 'Raven Days'.

It was his sister Ella's birthday and he always returned home when it was someone's birthday.

He rang the bell.

The door opened and his mother threw her arms around him and exclaimed "You're early!"

"Nice to see you too mom." He replied with a grin on his face.

"Oh, you know what I mean!" She said with a matching grin on her face.

They went inside the house and into the living room.

"So, where's everyone?" Noah asked. It had been way too long since he'd seen his father and sisters.

"Like I said, you're here early. So your father wanted to complete his work before you reached. He is in his study. And Adele has gone out with Ella."

"I'm really glad you guys are not throwing a huge party. I really don't want to talk to thousands of people today."

"Humph! Ella refused when we suggested a party." Noah's mother loved to throw parties and make new friends

"Well, I dislike talking to people whose name I always seem to mix up." Said a voice from the door of the living room.

Noah would've recognised that voice anywhere. Ella and Adele were standing right there.

"El!" Happy Birthday!"

The next few minutes passed by while everyone hugged.

And then when Noah's father came into the living room, another round of family hugs went around.

They spent the day talking and sharing anecdotes of how Ella had been caught once while trying to sneak out, Adele's weird dreams and nightmares (that was one thing Noah and Adele shared), their father's latest success, and Noah's mother's idea of starting a charity.

They had dinner and everyone gave a toast to Ella. They planned what to do in Christmas when they'll all be together again.

Everyone laughed and laughed and cherished these moments.

These moments were precious and if Noah had known these were his last moments with his family, he would have hugged them once more and said 'I love you' to each of them one more time. Maybe he would have never left them to go to Aglionby.

  But he did.

And his friend killed him.

And he didn't get to say 'I love you' to them again.

[thescarletgang]

Finding Salvation

(So, this is gonna be based off The Infernal Devices)

It was a story of the Cursed, the Masked, and the Musician

Their love stronger beyond words.

Living with a hidden heart, condemned to a curse,

Loosing himself, trying to save others.

With all love lost,

On the path to find salvation.

Loosing becoming a part of life,

Changing faces in no time.

With a heart torn in two,

On the path to find salvation.

Hope becoming a companion,

Loosing dreams, knowing despair.

With a will to live,

On the path to find salvation.