Shadow Hunters:

Shadow Hunters: 

You're in for a long ride... 1 series...2 series...3 series...4 series...5 series...6 series and 3 huge ass novelas. Once you're in--there is no way out. But you won’t want a way out. 

Yes, we have a TV show...no it is not like the books and yes it is trash (fight me). Humour (hell yes, even when their shouldn't be...Herondales got your back making tense situations lighter since 1234 ;)  Tears, plot twists and a lot of family drama...if you can figure out which family you're from but if you can’t some immortal warlocks will probably remind you of what a prick your ancestors were (or otherwise).

Wait oh yeah and they fight demons sometimes but are usually caught up in fighting wars over their own messed up political systems. If you don’t like someone there's always someone else. A L W A Y S. The characters are endless, (you'll figure out how to keep track of them all)  but you’ll love each and everyone with whatever shards of your heart you still have left :) Think someone or something is insignificant. (think someone is dead?) HA. THINK AGAIN!

will you cry? yes. will it be worth it? A B S O L U T LY. Ships? HELL YES. Fandom ship conflict...sometimes, except over MALEC. because....no. They are untouchable.

A Newbie’s Guide to YA Literature Fandoms

So, you’ve stumbled upon this fantastic (please note my combined use of sarcasm and eager honesty) website - Tumblr.  Or, perhaps, you’re reading a screenshot of this on Instagram or Pinterest.  Whatever you’re on, it’s official.  You’re a part of the fandom.

How does one survive in a fandom?  Here’s a guide, sorted book by book… and don’t worry if you do not see your fandom yet - the list will receive future additions. 

1.  A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas

Yikes.  I can’t help you.  Be prepared for lots of conflicts over characters - Do we stan Tamlin, Nesta, and Elain?  Do we ship Elriel (Elain x Azriel), Elucien (Elain x Lucien), or neither?  Don’t forget to use caution - we have a lot of ~steamy~ jokes floating around here

2.  Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling

Wow, this is intense.  Personally, I am not heavily into Tumblr’s HP fandom, but I can say one thing - Non-canon ships.  We sink canon and let the best ships sail.  Drarry?  Totally.  Wolfstar?  Most definitely.  Romione?  Debatable.  Dramione?  Not as popular as Drarry, perhaps, but also debatable.  Hinny?  What’s that?  Does that exist?  What’s that, now?  I’m forgetting something important?  Oh, yeah… how do we feel about Snape?  Also, what’s your Hogwarts house?  You should know that.  Keep that very close - but don’t be afraid to blur the lines between houses.

3.  Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

What do we want?  THE CROWS TV SHOW.  When do we want it?  Now!  This may actually be the most wholesome fandom on this site.  Except, there’s one little thing… but I won’t spoil it for you.  Because.  It.  Never.  Happened.

4.  Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas

Turn back.  Turn back NOW.  Your heart is important.  Don’t let anyone rip it out of your chest… and NEVER.  EVER.  TRUST SOMETHING THAT SAYS “FRIENDLY REMINDER.”  There is a 95% chance that it is most definitely not friendly.  Oh yeah, there’s also a huge stockpile of pre-KOA theories…

Feel free to add more.

Sometimes a family is made up of a 400-year-old (ish) free-wheeling bisexual high warlock who is the son of a Prince of Hell, a  23 year old gay blue eyed black haired demon fighting, war hero, Consul, shadowhunter and their two adopted sons, one who is a 3-year-old blue-skinned warlock and the second who is a 5-year-old partially traumatized shadowhunter boy, who are both named after young people they loved that died too soon 

and a 7-year-old shadowhunter boy who was raised by his older brother in a huge family and is often left behind while they go fight for a better world but finds solace amongst his new friends

Sometimes a family can be formed by a hundred and something year old half-warlock half-shadowhunter who turns out to be the daughter of a greater demon, a hundred and something year old ex silent brother, their badass daughter and a fifteen-year-old shadowhunter that doesn’t know how to handle his crush and descends from a line of powerful faeries.

I have broken promises. But do not think, They did not hurt me, As much as they hurt you.

I never thought I would break a heart

Person A: Are you decent?

Person B: Decent? As in conforming with generally accepted standards of respectable or moral behaviour? Not that I am aware of, why do you ask?

Person A: I mean, are you naked?

Person B: As a person with generally unaccepted standards of respectable and moral behaviour, I invite you to come it and find out.

You write Of a girl who has breathed life into you who sings your demons to sleep   who lights your inspiration who is your demise                                                                                                                                                                                                                          You talk of a girl Who you wish to know But is the unknowable Who is sugar and spice Who is fire and ice                                                                                                                                                                                                                            You dream of a girl Who is the sweetest sin Who is the soundest salvation  Who is everything Who is nothing                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  You outline a girl Who may be one Who may be many Who may be real Who may be anything but                                                                                                                                                                                                         I read Of this girl And sometimes I allow myself to think It may be me You write of

Tell me, do you write of me?

* @writerscreed *

Sick of Poetry

I am sick of writing poetry                                                                                  Sick of writing in metaphors                                                                                    and beautiful words                                                                                                  in odd formed lines                                                                                                that wind up trailing into plain thoughts                                                                    or lose the thought somewhere along the way to the end of the sentence

I am sick of writing poetry                                                                                        I crave the backing of a storyboard                                                                         Crave the adrenaline that comes when mounting a good arc                            The whiplash that comes with a plot twist                                                                I crave the company of characters                                                                    Who feel things so I don’t have to                                                                            I crave the escape to a world that is not my own but is

I am sick of writing poetry                                                                                        But nothing seems to care                                                                                      Nothing seems to want to stick around                                                                  Nothing seems to want to be the one tasked with comforting me                        To give themselves up to my pencil and will                                                       Not these thoughts                                                                                                Or these words                                                                                                        Or these storylines                                                                                                Not the witty dialogue                                                                                              Or the interesting settings                                                                                        Or the complex characters 

They like to disappear                                                                                              As though they are ashamed                                                                                That they were ever mine                                                                                        I too am ashamed                                                                                                    But I am sick of writing poetry