Insp.

- she captivated all left in her wake.

Mozart is for light academics

Claude Debussy is for the cottagecores

Tchaikovsky is for dark royalty cores

Bach is for the dark academics

Chopin is for chaotic academias

Franz Liszt is light royalty core

I'm literally crying

Pop over to https://secretsofblackthornhall.tumblr.com/ to read the first installment! It'll update there every Monday starting August 16 (when you can expect the second post) — the first post is just to give a preview of the story! Expect the characters from TDA — Emma, Jules, Kit, Dru, Ty, Kieran, Cristina, Mark, Diana, etc — and a bunch of history dating back to TID and TLH. It's a serialized novel (that takes place about fifteen months after the end of TDA) that will be posted online for free and have a bunch of multimedia, with contributions from artists like Cassandra Jean, sound files, text conversations, and all sorts of fun stuff. It'll run until next August — and hopefully give us all something to enjoy!

HAVE FUN!

listen I don’t “like” things, I either read a book/watch a show and forget 0.2 secs later or change my entire lifestyle based on what it was until I find something new

Dru and Ash in Faerie, from The Wicked Powers | Art by EK Belcher

How can I blackout you? It’s always been you

Obsessed with the idea of sacrifice in a book being a selfish act rather than a selfless one. Their lover screaming at them: “How dare you leave me in this barren world? How dare you take away my choice to die for you and leave me with this grief?”. They are dead, and their lover is left - a gaping wound - bleeding into the ground. Do they love them so much that they would die for them, or do they love them so much that they forced the other to live without them. Sacrifice as a bitter act. Sacrifice as something wildly violent; something tormentingly cruel — but always, always built on love. Perhaps, they are both martyrs in the end.

IT IS VERY REAL!! ALWAYS BE AWARE.

Don’t take them off when you immediately see it. Wait until you get to a different destination bc they’re trying to distract you by getting it off then abducting you. Same thing goes if you find something on your windshield, it’s a distraction so they have time to get you.    

“I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this” to “all along there was some invisible string tying you to me” to “what if I told you none of it was accidental?”

like ok it was an accident. never mind there was a mystical force behind it. ok fine it was me this whole time.

Does anyone else starts to see how many books there are, and how every single one of them has the potential to destroy you and them is 5am and you start crying on Pinterest with your cat at your feet