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Summertime by My Chemical Romance for Emma Carstairs & Julian Blackthorn from The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away 'Cause if you stay I would even wait all night Or until my heart explodes How long until we Find our way In the dark and out of harm? You can run away with me Or you can write it on your arm You can run away with me Anytime you want

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"The sea wears down cliffs, Emma, and turns them into sand; so love wears us down and breaks our defenses. You only do not know how much it means, to have people who will fight for you when it goes wrong." -The Dark Artifices by Cassandra Clare

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The Dark Artifices - Cassandra Clare

"you belong where you're loved."

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~𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟~

𝕂𝕚𝕥 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕪 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕊𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕖𝕤

inspiration for the actor was this post by @rinadragomir

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IDRISNNET'S HALLOWEEN EVENT: week 1: free choice

Livia Blackthorn

“And there in front of her was Julian, his eyes and ears closed to anything but Livvy, her body cradled against his. She seemed a drift of fragile ash or snow, something impermanent that had blown into his arms accidentally: the petal of a faerie flower, the white feather of an angel's wing. The dream of a little girl, the memory of a sister reaching up her arms: Julian, Julian, carry me.”