3 Works by RedMind05
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Of mirrors and smoke by RedMind05
Fandoms: magnus bane - Fandom, Alec Lightwood - Fandom, Isabelle Lightwood - Fandom, Jace Herondale - Fandom, Clary Fray - Fandom, Simon Levis, Robert & Maryse Lightwood
09 Jan 2016
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Nobody is who they say they are. Magnus is a skinny kid with a big dream and the Lightwoods aren't the Lightwoods but the Cruz de la Vegas, Millers, Strips and many more. In a gray world where crime becomes law and love is destruction, there is no place for a dreamer. Magnus thought he knew that, but one day a blue eyed beauty came along and told him otherwise.
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Emphasis by AdrianParadise, RedMind05
Fandoms: Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare
10 Sep 2015
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Alexander Lightwood is newly retired from his service in Afghanistan after being impaired by a roadside bomb. Also recently out of the closet, Alec struggles to come to terms with his "new" self, both mentally and physically. Then comes Magnus Bane; loud, out and proud, covered with glitter from head to toe and just happens to be the owner of the prestigious store chain "MB", and a photographer as well. After Magnus is asked to do a photo shoot to raise money and awareness for those living with prosthetics, their two worlds come crashing together. Alexander finds himself accidentally catching the attention of Magnus Bane...
Not that he's complaining.
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A game of shadows by RedMind05
Fandoms: malec - Fandom, Sizzy - Fandom, Clace - Fandom, More - Fandom
09 Jul 2015
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You’ve lost control!
Who said I want it back?-He said as he turned around and walked away into the fog, into the night.The night he now owned. I watched as the fog engulfed him, until there was nothing left to see. Until he was gone, again.Everything had changed, even his voice. It carried power, control. Every time he entered the room heads turned like never before, a smoky aura surrounded him 24/7. Every time he materialized out of the shadows those piercing blue eyes where either hard as ice or filled with heated mischief, they saw EVERYTHING; you and through you. His only possessions being a poker face, rave black hair, porcelain white skin, a broken heart, the ocean in his eyes and a journey in his pocket he left me again, his silhouette dissolving in the wind and my hope with it.