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Writing new songs

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My top three feminist exploitations of male-default language. (Insp)

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Unpopular opinion: people with simple anxiety and depression shouldn't talk about how hard it is for them to go about their day to day life when living with something like autism, bipolar disorder, or schizophrenia is harder. It's insulting.

How about we remind ourselves that it’s not a fucking competition. We’ve all got our demons, man. We’re not here to compete for who has the shittiest life. 

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Photoset: Shadowhunter Characters + Hobbies

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Stars to Burn: Kieran/Mark (Rating: R)

A short story about Kieran and Mark’s first kiss/first time. Takes place before any of the events of Lady Midnight, so no real spoilers. If Kieran/Mark is not your thing, while this is canon, there’s nothing in here you desperately need to know, so feel free to skip!

Illustration by the lovely Loweana. From Lady Midnight:

At night they slept curled together under Kieran’s blanket, made of a thickly woven material that was always warm. One night they stopped on a hilltop, in a place green and north. There was a cairn of stones crowning the hill, something built by mundanes a thousand years back. Mark leaned against the side of it and looked out over the green country, silvering in the dark, to the distant sea. The sea, everywhere, he thought, was the same, the same sea that broke against the shores in the place he still thought of as home …

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Will and Jem

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Diana Wrayburn

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1.12.16

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Wer hat den Russischen Part am Anfang bei Dog-eat-Dog gesagt? Und warum war er auf Russisch?

Ivan, ein Kumpel von uns! Wir finden den unterschiedlichen Klang all der Sprachen, die sich mit der Zeit entwickelt haben, einfach wahnsinnig interessant und gleichzeitig so schön. Bei dem atmosphärischen, düsteren Intro von Dog-eat-dog haben wir uns Russisch irgendwie besonders passend vorgestellt, was die Laute sowie die Aussprache betrifft. Auf der Chrome EP haben wir übrigens Koreanisch untergebracht.

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Ist das eigentlich manchmal "komisch" für dich mit Luna und Ardy zusammen zu wohnen? Ich fühle mich in Gegenwart meiner Freunde und ihrem Partner meistens komisch, keine Ahnung woher das kommt.

Das sind meine besten Freunde. Ich kann mit beiden offen reden und quasi meinen Geist raushängen lassen. Ardy und ich haben zwar schon sehr früh ein starkes Vertrauen zueinander aufgebaut, aber diesen Prozess des tatsächlichen Kennenlernens, bei dem wir dann erst so richtig zusammen gewachsen sind, haben wir erst zu dritt durchgemacht. Kann mir nichts besseres vorstellen als die beiden immer um mich zu haben.

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They were far out from shore now—it was a shining line in the distance, the highway a ribbon of moving lights, the houses and restaurants along the coastline glimmering. “Well, as it turns out, my parents didn’t die in the ocean.” Emma took a shuddering breath. “They didn’t drown.”

“Knowing that doesn’t wipe out years of bad dreams.” Julian glanced toward her. The wind blew soft tendrils of his hair against his cheekbones. She remembered what it felt like to have her hands in that hair, how holding him had anchored her not just to the world, but to herself.

“I hate feeling like this,” she said, and for a moment even she wasn’t sure what she was talking about. “I hate being afraid. It makes me feel weak.”

“Emma, everyone’s afraid of something.” Julian moved slightly closer. “We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don’t wish you didn’t fear anything. All that would mean is that you don’t feel anything.”

“Jules—” She started to turn toward him in surprise at the intensity in his voice, but paused when she heard Cristina’s footsteps quicken, and then her voice, raised in recognition, calling:

“Mark!”

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Cristina was there, in the middle of the room, looking up at one of the chandeliers. There was a row of three of them, unlit but glittering with crystal drops.

Mark let the door fall shut behind him and she turned. She didn’t look surprised to see him. She was wearing a plain black dress that looked as if it had been cut for someone shorter than her — it probably had been.

“Mark,” she said. “Couldn’t you sleep?”

“Not well.” He glanced ruefully down at his arm, though the pain had gone now that he was with Cristina. “Did you feel the same?”

She nodded. Her eyes were bright. “My mother always said that the ballroom in the London Institute was the most beautiful room she’d ever seen.” She looked around, at the Edwardian striped wallpaper, the heavy velvet curtains looped back from the windows. “But she must have seen it very much alive and filled with people. It seems like Sleeping Beauty’s castle now. As if the Dark War surrounded it with thorns and since then it has slept.”

Mark held out his hand, his wound circling his wrist like Julian’s sea-glass bracelet circled his. “Let us wake it up,” he said. “Dance with me.”

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Oh my gosh I'm screaming 😭😍 fangirl moment😂😂

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Kieran gave a soft, impatient noise and flopped down on the bed, among the sheets. The blankets were already flung onto the floor. With his black hair tangled against the white linen, his body sprawled out with no regard for human modesty, Kieran looked even more of a wild creature. “Come with me, then,” he said. “Stay with me. I saw the look on your face when you saw the horses of the Hunt. You would do anything to ride again.”

Suddenly furious, Mark leaned down over him. “Not anything,” he said. His voice throbbed with low anger.

Kieran gave a slight hiss. He caught at Mark’s shirt. “There,” he said. “Be angry with me, Mark Blackthorn. Shout at me. Feel something.”

Mark stayed where he was, frozen, just above Kieran. “You think I don’t feel?”

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Kieran gave a soft, impatient noise and flopped down on the bed, among the sheets. The blankets were already flung onto the floor. With his black hair tangled against the white linen, his body sprawled out with no regard for human modesty, Kieran looked even more of a wild creature. “Come with me, then,” he said. “Stay with me. I saw the look on your face when you saw the horses of the Hunt. You would do anything to ride again.”

Suddenly furious, Mark leaned down over him. “Not anything,” he said. His voice throbbed with low anger.

Kieran gave a slight hiss. He caught at Mark’s shirt. “There,” he said. “Be angry with me, Mark Blackthorn. Shout at me. Feel something.”

Mark stayed where he was, frozen, just above Kieran. “You think I don’t feel?”